"Bang!"
A thick plume of smoke drifted away.
It carried a pungent, foul stench.
This move was beyond everyone's expectations.
Taking advantage of the chaos, Xia Ju was already running quickly towards the outside of the courtyard.
"Leave a survivor!"
Ni Yan's usually indifferent face.
Now held a trace of anger.
To be chosen as close guards, they were carefully selected.
Each one had accompanied her for many years.
Especially this Xia Ju, who held a significant post.
Her betrayal was more severe than many others.
"Yes!"
The remaining close guards quickly vaulted over the wall and leaped out.
Ni Yan was also preparing to give chase.
But she realized that Lin Xuan had not moved.
"What are you standing there for, don't you want to investigate the situation with the sword?"
Ni Yan was somewhat puzzled.
Clearly, Lin Xuan was very concerned, but why wasn't he moving?
"It seems I already know the answer."
He was not pursuing because Lin Xuan was squatting on the ground.
