Song Lianhe had a keen awareness of danger.
She knew that living in this strange new world, accidents could happen at any moment. On top of that, her reputation was in tatters, and she had offended far too many people. It was entirely possible that she could be ambushed on the street at any time.
So, she had prepared a variety of concoctions for self-defense.
After taking down the two matrons Xin Haiyun had brought with her, she didn't hold back with the others. She pulled out a pouch of powder and scattered it everywhere.
At the same time, a cloud of white dust billowed from the other side as well...
Song Lianhe froze.
'When did they learn this trick?!'
Song Lianhe started, cursed 'Crap!' under her breath, and quickly raised her arm to cover her nose and mouth.
The two people in front didn't even have time to react before they grew dizzy. Their bodies swayed, and with a THUD, they collapsed to the ground.
