The dust stirred before the city gate, while cries of alarm rose and fell in succession.
The carriage had been flipped into the air by Wanyan Xiebao, crashing to the ground, rolling toward the city wall and smashing into fragments…
All of this had happened in a moment's time.
Upon seeing someone had rescued the child, Han Hongdou breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately her beautiful countenance changed, and her hand holding the sword trembled slightly as she rushed toward the shattered carriage, her eyes darting around with a look of intense anxiety.
She hadn't wanted things to turn out this way.
"Miss, what are you looking for?" Hu Shi ran over and asked in a low voice.
"Two people!"
Han Hongdou replied anxiously, "Didn't your message say that you were bringing two people? Where is the other one?"
