He Yuan walked into the Ancestral hall with a lantern in his hand. He'd taken some time to hide the bodies of the knocked out Lu guards and had grabbed a lantern on the way in when he remembered 888 was without his glasses.
This should be much better right? He even decided to delibrately increase the sound of his footsteps so his System wasn't caught offguard.
When he finally caught sight of 888, his brows furrowed at the fact that the man was in just his inner robes and kneeling but then his eyes caught sight of something else and he froze.
Was that blood dripping from his System's sleeves? Alarmed, He Yuan placed the lantern on the ground, lowered the shawl covering his face and dashed forward. "888 ar-"
SLASH!
The second the attacker got within a feet of him, Lu Jingye lifted himself off the ground with a smooth twist and slashed the sharp porcelain at the space in front of him.
