There was smoke coming from the courtyard and Xiao Hua was running towards her, body heavily injured with blood soaking through her clothing.

“Run Miss. Run Miss,” she cried loudly at her, and an arrow was shot through her back, and she collapsed onto the floor. “She was dead,” realized YuQiao. Although her mind could not accept her death, her body listened to the words carried by Xiao Hua, and she ran with all her might along the corridor and for a moment she looked back and saw that a puddle of blood was forming around her body and there were soldiers arriving after her.

“They are not the city’s soldiers. Their uniform had another emblem. It resembles the emblem of another neighbouring city lord, the wolves. However, she also noticed the strange plum blossom flower at the side of the wolf,” thought YuQiao. She doesn’t have the time to think any more of it.

She ran as quickly as her legs can carry her and when she turned around a corner, she bumped into another person and fell onto the floor. Her head was full of dread as she imagined the person she had bumped into. If it were an enemy, she would surely be dead as she had no way of fighting them. She did not have a single weapon on herself, how can she defend herself.