Zhao Chongfeng had dealt with the Imperial Guards many times. He had escaped from their grasp so often he had lost count.
In the past, though, he had always let something slip, allowing the Imperial Guards to follow the clues and track him down bit by bit.
But this time, he had stayed in the shadows the whole time and never shown his face.
He hadn't expected them to find him anyway.
Zhao Chongfeng slowly backed away, warily scanning the private rooms on the upper floors. "Have your people show themselves."
Xu Xiaogang's expression darkened, but he didn't dare speak. Zhao Chongfeng was a wanted criminal the Imperial Guards had been hunting for years.
He had escaped time and again, and his abilities were no mean feat.
Xu Xiaogang knew perfectly well that taking him down alone wouldn't be easy.
"Change the tune!" Zhao Chongfeng darted to Miss Qian'er's side.
They sat shoulder to shoulder, their hands flying over the strings.
In an instant, the sound surged out in an endless tide, sweeping in every direction.
But no matter how they played, the Clear Heart Incantation from the private room above always managed to suppress the bewitching demonic music.
Zhao Chongfeng's expression darkened further. His opponent had actually brought in an expert from the Daoist Sect.
He knew the Imperial Guards' ways well. Unless they had no other choice,
they wouldn't willingly ask the Daoists from the Three Great Daoist Temples to intervene.
But once they did, it meant they were determined to capture him this time.
Miss Qian'er looked anxious. She turned to Zhao Chongfeng and said, "Brother Zhao, go first. I'll stay and hold them off."
"We leave together," Zhao Chongfeng said gravely.
Hearing him say that, Miss Qian'er's heart melted.
She was Qin Yu, the girl who