As the raindrop burst open, flashes of light appeared.
Underneath the bamboo hats, killing intent as cold as icebergs suddenly engulfed the entire store. Four rays of light flashed with the sound of clashing metals, reflecting the sharpness of the blades as they stabbed toward the refined and gentle third prince from all directions.
The humming of the swords resounded within the tiny space of the store, assaulting their eardrums.
Within that instant when the flashes of light appeared, Bu Fang grabbed onto the petite body of Ouyang Xiaoyi and pulled her behind him to prevent her from getting embroiled in the carnage.
Assassination! This was an attempt to assassinate Ji Chengxue!
Ji Chengxue seemed to have expected it. He calmly sat on the chair with an indifferent expression.
