Several people suddenly appeared from the shadows, their blades gleaming like snow. These people were like ghosts, having been hidden all along, but Dong Huiying had vaguely sensed their presence. Among them was a familiar face, the old man who had been playing chess with himself under a tree.
This old man was vigorous despite his age, moving with brisk and decisive steps. Judging by his aura, whether in youth or old age, he must have been a formidable person.
Dong Huiying slowly reached into her garment.
If it truly came to a confrontation, though the opposition had many people, she wouldn't be easy to deal with.
Yi Ran stared coldly at Shu Yu and said darkly, "You made a mistake. You should know that in my place, women and dogs are not allowed in."
Shu Yu sighed lightly, "I told you, she's my person. If you really want to hurt her, unless—"
He wore a slight smile, yet the guqin that he originally held in his arms had already been placed into his wife's embrace.
