After Xu Bai finished speaking, he walked out of the window.
Yun Zihai thought for a moment, picked up the brush and book in his hands, and followed behind Xu Bai.
Outside the window, the moonlight was bright and the night was as dark as ink. At this moment, a few strands of cold wind blew.
Five men in black stood in the open space outside, each holding a different weapon.
"Looks like the person you offended is really stubborn. He sent someone to assassinate you some time ago, and now he's here again."Xu Bai turned his head to look at Yun Zihai, his gaze carrying a teasing intent.
Yun Zihai helplessly spread his hands and said,"There's no choice. They're stubborn.""
The few men in black looked at each other. Seeing that the two of them could still talk and laugh, they all showed a trace of strangeness.
"Attack!"
The leader of the men in black spoke first, and the other four followed suit.
