People from the Poison Medicine Sect all know this is a trap, but what can they do? Can they choose not to save?
Thinking of the sect leader's vicious and ruthless methods, everyone shuddered. Save, they must save. Otherwise, if anything goes wrong, none of them will have a good life!
The next morning, as the sky was just beginning to brighten, An Yiqing woke up. She walked out of Xuanjin Hall, stretched lazily at the door, then pulled the Great Protector back inside. Before entering, An Yiqing casually glanced around and smiled faintly.
The fish have bitten the hook, soon it will be time to reel them in.
That night, An Yiqing once again hung the Great Protector outside the door.
The night was deep and silent, and over twenty shadows quietly slipped around Xuanjin Hall, observing the surroundings.
The leader made a gesture, and the others swiftly surrounded Xuanjin Hall from all directions.
Soon, the group reached the Great Protector, gently shaking him.
