He was currently invisible, so who could detect his existence?
It happened too late.
Xia qingchen was in midair, and his head tilted slightly.
A sharp black flying needle grazed Xia qingchen's face, barely brushing past.
If he had been a little later, the flying needle would have hit him in the middle of his eyebrows.
He landed lightly on the ground without making any sound.
He looked over and saw a blind girl in yellow clothes with her eyes closed, listening attentively.
When he heard the sound of a flying needle punching a hole on the wall ...
"Strange, did I hear wrong?" the girl in yellow frowned.
She muttered to herself for a while, then shook her head and turned to leave.
Xia qingchen held his breath and didn't move.
He didn't act rashly just because the girl in yellow had left.
He was worried that the girl in yellow was up to something.
Sure enough!
