Shen Qinglan saw that as soon as they reached the first floor, those black-clad figures had already gone up to the second floor. They even gently pushed open the doors of several rooms and slipped inside.
When those figures went in, another batch came in through the doorway.
"They're here!" shouted the lead black-clad man.
Shen Qinglan felt helpless; there was no time to continue hiding and watching the show. She had to face the fight head-on.
Outside, the storm continued with wind, rain, and thunder.
The continuous clanging sounds echoed around; Xuan Ming and Xuan Ying had quickly drawn their swords and engaged in battle.
The black-clad men upstairs realized they were tricked when they found the room empty. As they were about to come out, they were blocked by three drivers guarding the door.
Suddenly, clanging sounds were coming from both upstairs and downstairs.
