The twilight faded, lamps lit up, leaving the streets empty, with only the wind brushing past Su Xinyi's nose.
Su Xinyi stood up, her figure hidden in the darkness, looking at the brightly lit Shu Residence in the distance. She spoke to Yang Jin: "Let's go over there."
Yang Jin nodded, pointing ahead, "I'll go from the right, you from the left, and we can flank them?"
Su Xinyi immediately agreed, thinking it would be helpful in finding their foe, so the two quickly split up.
At this moment, Yan Junchu was also approaching the Shu Residence with his men. Shang Junyan silently followed the Crown Prince. Unable to see clearly under the night, he was no weak scholar, wearing a waistknife.
In his previous life, he had worked for Prince Rong and had faced many dangerous situations. He didn't know how many nights he had slept embracing his knife.
He had never found a wife, but this knife had accompanied him in his short life.
