Empress Gu Xiangnan took a deep breath.
She was somewhat at a loss.
Bei.
A member of the Heavenly Dao Alliance.
A martial artist of the Northern Sacred Dynasty.
Called the sorcerer of the Eastern Cult from the Great Jiang State "Master"?
Countless question marks appeared in her mind.
"Who goes there?!"
A voice suddenly rang out.
Zeng Anmin looked speechlessly behind him.
He saw a squad of Black Guards looking toward where he was hiding.
Their eyes were filled with vigilance.
Uh.
He had forgotten.
His position really was excellent.
He could see the Empress.
And he could see that young man from Meiyu Tower.
But... it was not quite so good for hiding.
"Hehe."
He gave the guard an innocent smile.
Then his body shot up.
He swiftly moved toward the Empress.
The Empress had also come to her senses by then.
But by the time she reacted, it was already too late.
Zeng Anmin had already arrived at her side.
"Da—" Seeing Zeng Anmin so close at hand, the Empress was just about to rebuke him.
Then she suddenly shut her mouth.
She suddenly remembered that her identity today was merely that of a patron.
"There's a thief! Stay alert!"
After seeing Zeng Anmin's speed, the Black Guard's pupils abruptly contracted.
In an instant, he drew the precious blade at his waist.
"Brother, instead of properly relaxing at the Jiaofang Division, why have you become a gentleman on the beams?"
Zeng Anmin looked at the Empress with a "bewildered" expression.
The Empress opened her mouth.
For a moment, she did not know what to say.
"He has accomplices too!!"
"They're on the rooftops!!"
Before long, that squad of Black Guards behind them had assembled...
"Run first."
Zeng Anmin did not give the Empress a chance