He reached out and rubbed his eyes vigorously, casting a wary glance at his colleagues standing guard with him. Goosebumps formed all over his body.
The cold breeze on this dark night was terrifying.
Just then, his shoulder was gently tapped. The bodyguard's physical response was quicker than his brain as he swiftly turned his head. But before he could make out the person behind him, he was knocked unconscious to the ground.
The other bodyguards on duty with him were also knocked out one by one in the same way, seemingly unable to wake up for quite some time.
After the bodyguards fell, several tall men appeared behind them.
It was the Twelve Blood Generals!
Leading them, An Zhifeng cautiously surveyed the surroundings, and after confirming there was no danger, he swung his arm, signaling for the twelve men to quickly disperse and move swiftly toward the entrance of the Qin Family mansion.
