From the adjacent room came the sound of hurried footsteps.
Soon, two more people rushed in, one of whom hadn't even bothered to pull up his pants, but both wielded large knives.
Upon entering and seeing their fallen, lifeless comrade on the floor, they were shocked. They picked up their knives and charged at Xie Wanqing.
Such a perilous situation, she had only experienced on that night at Hot Spring Villa.
But back then, Mingjian had been fighting desperately alongside her, and now, she was all alone.
Xie Wanqing was frighteningly calm. In the silent night, the sounds of fighting were loud, yet no one came to inquire, clearly indicating that no one aboard this ship would intervene.
If these men weren't armed with cleavers, she might have stood a fighting chance. But with two men wielding long knives, she feared she'd be cut down before she could even get close.
In the chaos, Xie Wanqing was forced toward the window.
