Zhao Xuanqi's voice resounded through the courtyard, but he had long since vanished like a wisp of smoke.
Only Yue Shu remained in the courtyard, his expression dazed as he watched the cloud of blood that had erupted slowly settle, leaving a patch of stains on the ground.
At this moment, Yue Shu felt as if he were in a dream; everything he had witnessed tonight seemed utterly unreal.
Zhao Xuanqi had brazenly infiltrated the residence alone, right through the front, and displayed the power of Harmony. Then, in less than three minutes, he had defeated and captured one of the Sixteen Generals. To Yue Shu, it was all too fantastical.
"Quick! Quick! Quick!"
"Surround the residence! Don't let anyone leave!"
"All units on high alert! Weapons loaded!"
"..."
Just then, a clamor arose from outside the residence, accompanied by the thud of many footsteps. The commotion had clearly alerted the surrounding garrison, who were now rushing to provide reinforcements.
WHOOSH!!
