"The tea..."
Suddenly, Long Xinghe waved her hand, and with a clatter, she swept the teapot and cups from Tie Xin's tray onto the ground.
"Miss Long..." Tie Xin was utterly shocked.
"Poisoned!"
As Long Xinghe opened her mouth, a mouthful of black blood surged out.
Tie Xin's face drastically changed, while Feng Wuya had already stepped forward to support Long Xinghe.
"Tie Xin, call the Doctor!"
"Yes!" Tie Xin immediately rushed toward the door.
Feng Wuya, supporting Long Xinghe, quickly headed back toward the inn.
But unexpectedly, before they could enter the building, they saw both Tie Xin and Jiang Tao doubling back.
"Prince, the inn is surrounded!"
Feng Wuya glanced towards the direction of the roof, his eyes deep and somber.
This time, it wasn't just some ordinary martial artists, but well-trained assassins.
They were mingling within the crowd at the inn, and he hadn't detected them immediately.
"Get her inside."
