As soon as the words were out, Ji Youwu moved with agility, charging ahead into the manor without hesitation.
Sun Ding and the other officers followed in single file.
"Who are you?"
Two gatekeeping ruffians stepped forward with a fierce shout to stop them.
Their words had barely left their mouths when Ji Youwu and the others drew their knives and attacked.
A flash of silver, and heads rolled.
Scalding blood spilled all over the ground.
Ji Youwu and the others carried their blood-stained knives, stepping over the corpses as they walked into the courtyard.
Dong Jing alone remained motionless.
Shen Qing turned his head, leisurely saying, "Dong Chasi, why is your face so pale?"
Dong Jing, somewhat flustered at the moment, explained, "I ran all the way here in a rush, I'm just a bit tired."
