The Yin Yang Master snorted coldly again. It was unclear whether he did something or whether the guards were just too frightened, but they spat out more blood.
"Get out, all of you, and don't disturb me again!" His voice was hoarse and his tone exceedingly cold, cold enough to carry a murderous intent, like a cold-blooded demon.
Bai Ruozhu watched his back, and the excitement that had just risen within her subsided again, even tinged with a trace of disappointment.
Just based on his tone of speech, it couldn't possibly be Ning Yu. Ning Yu was always gentle, how could he be so cold and ruthless, so lethal in his actions?
She pulled the two of them into a nearby corner room, feeling somewhat guilty, because no matter how ruthless he was, he was helping her.
The guards hurriedly retreated; they didn't dare question the Yin Yang Master's intent. Soon the yard returned to silence, and Bai Ruozhu let out a sigh of relief, feeling safe for the moment.
