The night sky was dark and heavy clouds concealed the moonlight.
In the silent, elongated alley of West Street, the clang of swords clashing rang sharply in one's ears.
Lu Tong pulled Yin Zheng back to the entrance of the medical hall, where just outside, two figures were entwined in unceasing combat. The assailant hiding by the doorway was clearly no match for the other combatant, and after a few exchanges, fell into defeat. A kick to the chest sent them reeling, and a sword was pressed against their throat.
The man dressed in guard's attire turned his head, revealing a somewhat stern face, and asked Miss Lu, "Miss Lu, have you been injured?"
Lu Tong shook her head.
Yin Zheng, still recovering from the shock of the ambush, heard the man address Lu Tong as "Miss Lu" and looked at him in astonishment, "Miss... do you know this man?"
Lu Tong glanced at the subdued assailant on the ground and said, "Let's talk inside."
