Yun Ya was prepared, swiftly dodging aside, Ye Xiaoxiao's slap missed, her face grew fiercer, she wielded the dagger as she approached Yun Ya, appearing terrifying like a demon.
Yun Ya squinted her eyes, showing no trace of worry. She looked outside, seeing Ye Xiaoxiao's knife aiming toward her face, cruel and determined...
Just then, from an unknown direction, a pebble flew over, hitting Ye Xiaoxiao's wrist. She yelped in pain and the dagger that was about to slash Yun Ya's face suddenly fell to the ground. The "ding" sound was sharp, even the lively beggars paused.
Ye Xiaoxiao realized what had happened and instinctively turned her head, "Who?"
The next moment, the door was suddenly kicked open from the outside, dust was flying, and amidst the dim light and shadows, a tall and upright man's figure appeared, full of an overpowering presence.
Ye Xiaoxiao's eyes widened.
"Yan... Yan Song?" She could never have imagined that the person coming would be Yan Song...
