The road back to Villa No. 1 at Xingyu Mansion passed through a stretch with very little traffic. The moment Yun Zijin's motorcade entered this section, their path was blocked by cars driving straight at them in the wrong lane.
The sudden braking left visible skid marks on the pavement.
From her seat, Yun Zijin had a clear view through the window as dozens of people poured out of the cars blocking their way. Every single one of them was armed.
Baseball bats, daggers, short knives...
They were only melee weapons, but the sight of so many armed men blocking the road was immediately and intensely intimidating.
"Miss, please wait in the car."
Yun Zijin nodded. 'Of course I'm not getting out to be a liability,' she thought. 'I don't have the kind of plot armor you see on TV, where the heroine can walk through a hail of bullets without a scratch.'
Qin Sitong nervously gripped Yun Zijin's hand. "D-did they get the wrong people?"
