Xiang Ying turned around and was about to enter the space, prepared to help Jie Chen clear the obstacles.
She remembered that she had also installed two hidden bombs under the Emperor's Imperial Study Room.
As long as Jie Chen led the remaining rebels there, Xiang Ying would be able to capture them all in one swoop.
Suddenly, she heard a faint noise coming from outside the window.
It sounded like someone gently prying open the lock of the window.
Xiang Ying's phoenix eyes flashed with intensity as she stared straight at the window.
A figure quietly opened the window and then climbed inside.
Just as he steadied himself, a dagger was pressed against his neck.
"Entering my room, wishing for death?" Xiang Ying's deep-toned voice echoed in his ears.
Fang Qian's throat tightened, perhaps feeling her chilling intent to kill.
"It's me!" he hurriedly identified himself.
