Qing Niang crawled while brushing away the wet hair from her face, "I have information about Jiang Mo, I know where he is... Your Highness the Third Prince..."
The woman estimated the distance in her mind.
As the distance between the two parties was about two zhang, she suddenly stretched her right hand behind her, in a posture almost leaping forward.
"Die!"
Qing Niang grabbed the firearm and aimed at Zhou Yin.
However, before she could pull the trigger, her entire body flew backward like a broken kite.
Bang!
The woman hit the wall and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Qing Niang!"
Lu Renjia shouted in sorrow.
At the spot where Qing Niang was ready to act, a tall woman appeared out of thin air.
It was Zhou Yin's personal protector, Ms. Yue.
Zhou Yin seemed unfazed by such assassination attempts, without any extra expression from beginning to end, just curiously observing Qing Niang: "You know Jiang Mo?"
