His gaze was cold, and he said in a deep voice, "Indeed no one came in; Madam only used qinggong to leave the courtyard."
After speaking, he walked towards the direction of Qiushui Courtyard.
On the other side.
In the Qiushui Courtyard where the fight took place, Zhi Chen had already taken two cuts to his shoulder and ribs, yet stubbornly stood in the rain, refusing to collapse.
Among the eight Investigation Factory enforcers around him, three or four were also injured.
Qin Yin's hawk-like gaze stared sharply at him, and he spoke softly, "When King Yan wants you dead by midnight, you won't live past the early hours; give up your life."
The eight enforcers flew up, their figures darting swiftly, once again engaging in a chaotic battle.
The man surrounded drew his sword fiercely, showing no mercy whatsoever.
The clashing sound of blades echoed through the rainy night.
