Turning around, Nan Shu Cheng felt pain on the back of his neck before his legs turned weak. He fell to the ground and opened his mouth, yet no words came out. It was as if his ability to speak had been taken away from him.
He looked at the person in front of him, a young man who was wearing the soldier's clothes.
The soldiers shouldn't have entered, right?
They had said they would only guard his residence to make sure no one would escape, so they would abide by their words and didn't enter the residence.
Why is he here?
The young man, Nan Si, looked at Nan Shu Cheng coldly. He was best at acting and blending with the crowd thanks to Nan Hua's training and help. With her guidance, he could sneak in as almost everyone.
Though, his skill was utterly useless in front of Nan Hua because she would recognize him instantly.
