"You're not a guard, you're from Xiang—"
His words were abruptly cut off, as Rong Heng's sword unhesitatingly slashed through his throat.
Rong Heng didn't even spare him a glance, hastily looking towards Gu Lan, only to see her leap into the air, one hand breaking free from Qingzhi's restraint, kicking Lu Ping away, and with bare hands, she pierced through Little Cheng's heart from behind.
"Splat—"
A bloody hole appeared in Little Cheng's chest.
Blood splattered all over Rong Heng, and he stared blankly at Gu Lan, who was so close, seeing her hand dripping with fresh blood, clenching broken organs.
That arrow...
Rong Heng and Gu Lan simultaneously looked behind, but only managed to catch a glimpse of a shadowy figure in the distant woods, withdrawing a longbow and vanishing into the dim forest.
"Are you alright!"
Rong Heng's voice was hoarse and deep as he spoke, quickly checking if she was injured.
