Bathed in the dim moonlight from outside the window, she saw another figure appear before her.
A handsome young nobleman.
With a flick of the wrist, the white figure broke free of Su Yan's grasp, and at the same time, a sweep of the left hand sent a cloud of white powder sprinkling toward Su Yan.
"Just some ordinary sedatives, you think you can take me down with that!"
Su Yan let out a cold chuckle, her left hand forming a claw and reaching for the figure's chest.
The white figure swiftly retreated backward, a golden claw flying off from the hand and shooting towards Su Yan.
Su Yan bent backward to dodge the attack, the golden claw powerfully embedding itself in the wall, revealing the assailant's profound Inner Strength.
A drop of cold sweat slid down her forehead, and before Su Yan could react, she suddenly saw the white figure flash before her eyes.
The attacker approached with a fierce momentum, aiming a palm strike at her chest.
