Under the rays of the rising sun, the courtyard of Mingjian Manor should have exuded tranquility and harmony, the sunlight gently spreading over the blue stone floor, draping the surrounding scene in a golden veil. However, this peace was instantly shattered by a sudden upheaval.
Only to see Li Yuannai, Li Yuanshun, Li Yuanjun, Li Yuanji, Li Yuanyou and other swordsmen, all with panicked expressions, stumbling hurriedly toward here.
Their clothes were soaked with sweat, clinging tightly to their bodies, outlining their sorry figures, hair disheveled, wildly fluttering, as if they just survived a fierce battle, struggling out of a mountain of corpses and sea of blood like trapped beasts.
Li Yuannai was even more flustered, rushing up to Dugu Chang in just a few steps.
