Looking over at Dugu Xiang, the force of the first arrow volley had sent him flying. His sword tip quivered wildly as it scraped against the wall. His face was deathly pale, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. That soft *splat* from the darkness moments ago—it had been the sound of Dugu Xiang coughing up blood.
"Thank you!"
Xie Luohe was still wearing the same mask. Seemingly unconcerned about revealing her identity, she let out a soft laugh. After saying her thanks, she reached out, snatched the two *Four Seasons Map* scrolls from the long table, and then left the way she came, leaping onto the roof to make her escape.
"After her!"
The others in the room finally snapped to their senses. Channeling their power, they smashed through the ceiling in pursuit of Xie Luohe's fleeing figure.
Only the injured Dugu Xiang, Zheng Xiu, Xiaotao, Zhang Da'er, and Cheng Xiao remained in the room. Everyone else had given chase.
