Yuan Yintang himself didn't even have time to react. If someone hadn't made a move, he would have been a corpse by now.
Qian Fanji steadied himself. Without a moment's hesitation, he launched an attack against the dark figures blocking his path.
A flash of Sword Qi erupted, his aura flaring into the open.
The Beili Emperor was stunned. Qian Fanji actually dared to draw a weapon in his presence. If he harbored any intention of assassination—
Seeing Qian Fanji make his move, Zhan Chi violently threw off the Imperial Army guards holding him down. He ripped the gag from his mouth, snatched a longsword from one of the guards, and leaped into the fray.
Gu Shuo placed Ye Qianning's body into Zhan Yi's arms.
Zhan Yi took her, his hands trembling. He had the urge to stop them, but he couldn't. Gazing at the child's lifeless body, who could possibly endure such a sight?
As a father whose child had been brutally killed, how could anyone bear such pain?
