"Who are you?" Feng Xiangling's voice was calm, yet wary.
The leader, a woman with a blood-red ribbon in her hair, smirked. "Zhu Mei, theCrimsonRose."
"Bai Yu, theWhiteRain," another voice echoed. A man with piercing silver eyes stepped forward, his gaze sharp and assessing.
"Chen Lang, theWolfShadow," the third assassin introduced himself, his stance like that of a predator ready to pounce. His fingers flexed around the hilt of his blade, anticipation gleaming in his eyes.
Feng Xiangling's heart clenched. The BloodMoonSlash team—ruthless assassins from the BlackshadowSect. They were here for her.
Zhu Mei unsheathed her sword, its blade glinting ominously under the moonlight. "Your journey ends here, Young Lady Feng."
