No one expected Yang Yao to suddenly raise his hand to throw a knife; Huowu let out a cry as she threw a dart towards Yang Yao, using the tactic of "besieging Wei to rescue Zhao."
However, as Yang Yao raised his hand, Shiying suddenly stepped forward, arms outstretched, and unexpectedly positioned herself in front of Yuhuan.
Her act of self-sacrifice was just as sudden as Yang Yao's throwing of the knife.
Qing'er covered her mouth, wanting to scream at the top of her lungs, but no sound could escape.
Clang!
The flying knife pierced through the wine jug, nailing it to the wall opposite, causing wine to spill out and stream down the wall, while Yang Yao had already removed the silk scarf that blindfolded him, with a dart appearing in his hand.
Huowu was taken aback.
The dart that Yang Yao was holding was indeed the one she had thrown.
"You..." Huowu glared at Yang Yao with a kind of furious indignation, "How can you be so cruel-hearted?"
