Feng Yun's eyes widened, too late to react, when she was suddenly clasped tightly around the waist and then found herself in blood-scented arms, swiftly whisked off the top of the wall.
Pei Jue set her down on the ground without a word and approached the gate.
"Make way."
The four guards had just moved the stone a foot away when they saw the Great General approaching. Startled for a moment, they then watched Pei Jue step forward, wrap his arms around the stone...
With one effort.
With a loud slam, the stone was hurled more than ten feet away.
The onlookers: ...
Feng Yun stepped forward, wanting to say something, but Pei Jue did not give her the chance.
"Lady Yun, prepare to evacuate."
Feng Yun was slightly surprised, "Are we leaving Bingzhou City?"
Pei Jue grunted in affirmation, not having time to explain, simply saying:
"There is important property, pack it up quickly."
He remembered she cherished those books.
Feng Yun met his gaze and felt a constriction in her heart.
