The thunder continued relentlessly as the rain poured down heavily.
The guard drove the carriage onto the official road, slowly heading towards the city.
Four horses raced towards them, and four masked men wielding knives charged at them.
Qing Ju looked at Xie Yi with scorn and pulled out her Soft Sword from her waist.
Qing Li produced hidden flying darts and a Thin Whip.
The two guards driving the carriage had already stopped it and directly confronted the four men.
Xie Yi thought there would be a fierce fight.
However, after a few gunshots, all four masked men were killed on the spot.
"You brought guns?" Xie Yi exclaimed, turning to ask Qing Ju.
Firearms had already been strictly prohibited by The Imperial Court.
"Ms. Xie, such a distinguished lady going to the temple to offer incense, how could we not arrange the highest protection!" Qing Ju said sarcastically.
Soon the carriage started moving again.
