Night Sword

The night was as dark as ink, so dark that he couldn't see his hand in front of his face.

Then the phone screen lit up. The light piercing through the darkness of the vehicle made Song Qiutang open her eyes.

But she couldn't speak. She couldn't even move.

After those people had taken her from the wooden cabin, they had taped her mouth shut and bound her hand and foot.

"Hello."

Bai Yun held the phone to her ear. A man's voice sounded from the receiver. "How are things on your end?"

It was Su Jingyuan.

Even though she was unwilling a hundred or a thousand times over, Su Jingyuan had now taken that lord's banner and was in charge of affairs on the surface.

No matter how unwilling Bai Yun was, she could only say,

"We've brought back Song Qiutang and the 'Chaoyin' device."

"But for some reason, our target wasn't with this woman."

"But it doesn't matter. He'll definitely come back. We'll wait here and let him come to us."

Su Jingyuan said decisively, "Bring Song Qiutang and 'Chaoyin' back first. As for the target, it won't be too late to kill him later."

Bai Yun had already removed her sunglasses. Looking out the window, she said, "We'll set out tomorrow morning."

Su Jingyuan wasn't so heartless as to demand that they leave immediately.

"Good. Be careful."

"Remember, Song Qiutang and 'Chaoyin' have the highest priority. Everything else can wait."

Bai Yun answered lazily, "Got it."

After hanging up, Bai Yun lowered the phone and gave a soft snort through her nose.

At the other end of the vehicle, gentle light came on in the darkness, illuminating Jiang Yiming's handsome face.

"Hong Ying hasn't come back."

Bai Yun sat up straight and tossed a thick blanket over