Rong Heng ignored Wu Shao, as the flickering firelight around them reflected off the dagger in his hand, casting an orange glow across his pupils. He resembled a leopard locking onto its prey, calm to the extreme, yet faintly emitting a hint of killing intent.
Just as Rong Heng was about to plunge the dagger into the Empress Dowager's heart, completely ending her life, two streaks of firelight pierced through the pitch-black night from the dense forest.
"What, what is that?" Wu Shao looked to the sky in amazement, "Is it Young Master Gu's signal?"
Rong Heng lifted his head, watching the flaming arrows burn out and fall, finally feeling at ease.
Two arrows, signifying safety.
It seemed that Gu Lan had already caught up to the assassin and taken care of it.
He looked at the deeply poisoned Empress Dowager before him and put away the dagger.
Since there was time, he decided to take a different approach.
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