Bai Ruozhu rubbed her temples wearily, seemingly unaware of anything amiss, her eyes slowly closed, and she unexpectedly fell asleep on the chair.
Shadows moved toward the room, surprisingly numbering four, and who knows how many were hidden in the dark.
From cautious shadows to swiftly darting toward Bai Ruozhu, a dagger's shadow stabbed toward her.
With a bang, the shadow seemed to hit an invisible barrier, and a light emanated from Bai Ruozhu's body.
In the next second, her eyes suddenly opened, and she thrust a dagger fiercely toward a shadow on the ground.
Then figures rushed into the yard, Jiang Yichun was the first to reach Bai Ruozhu's side.
He stared in amazement at Bai Ruozhu, who had a dagger stuck in the ground, from which black-red blood gushed out.
"I'm fine; go kill those shadows, don't let a single one escape!" Bai Ruozhu said swiftly.
Jiang Yichun didn't dare delay and rushed towards a nearby shadow, stabbing fiercely with a sword.
