"Who knows what she's thinking? Maybe she thinks the outdoors are more exciting." Shen Bing, gnawing on a chicken leg, glanced outside the manor and said.
Fatty Du Ying muttered, "You're treating me like an idiot, aren't you? No matter how exciting the outdoors are, there's no need to make this much commotion."
"And the main gate was attacked too. Didn't you hear the gunshots just now?"
Shen Bing tore off a strip of chicken. "Who cares? Gao Fei is guarding the main gate."
"You still care whether Gao Fei lives or dies?"
Fatty immediately saw the light. "That's true. Whether it's Gao Fei or Liu Jing, it'd be best if they died."
Shen Bing laughed. "Exactly. If they die, our rankings can move up."
"If Shi Lao Er dies too, that would be even better."
The two exchanged a smile.
Just then, streaks of crimson-gold arcs swept across the lighting in the vineyard, short-circuiting and extinguishing the lamps.
As the light suddenly dimmed, a series of sonic booms crackled in Shen Bing's ears.
Du Ying saw a blade descending from above Shen Bing's head in the darkness, finally sinking steadily and viciously into his skull.
The chicken leg fell from Shen Bing's hand at once, but the man's figure also vanished into thin air.
At that moment, moonlight shone down from above, allowing Fatty to see a young man holding a long blade.
Du Ying narrowed his eyes to slits and raised a foot, about to pounce on the enemy.
A sudden needle-like sensation appeared across his back.
Du Ying rolled aside with extraordinary agility, only to see streaks of crimson-gold lightning sweep across the spot where he had just been.
Wherever the lightning passed, numerous grapevines were severed, and the unripe grapes fell all over the ground.
"What