"Gah!" A short cry escaped the leader of the envoys' mouth, as he was grabbed by his throat and slammed against the wall. Hanging in the air, with his feet dangling a few inches above the floor, there was nothing he could do but grab Liu Wei's arm, struggling in vain to free himself.
Liu Wei, alerted by the distress he sensed from his familiar, rushed toward Yu Qingyu's room as fast as he could. As he already assessed the situation on the way with his shared senses, there was no need to waste any time figuring it out upon his arrival. Thus, as soon as he jumped through the window, he attacked.
