"Junior Sister, you stay here and protect everyone!" Liu Xiaochen ordered as he leapt up to the rooftop, presumably to give chase to whoever was just here. Wang Jingyuan unsheathed Feng Ming Sword and brandished it, now alert for any signs of danger. All signs of playfulness were gone from her face; instead, she had an expression of determination and ferocity.
"Guys, stay close to me." Wang Jingyuan turned in a slow circle as she surveyed the surroundings. Shao Wenbo and He Tianhong stood protectively around Du Jiahui, and all three of them huddled close to Wang Jingyuan. Light spilled from the open door into the courtyard, which was otherwise silent and empty. All the servants had been sent away from this part of the manor so they could have a private dinner. So who was here?
