The Masked Man pressed a brick in the wall, and a concealed opening slowly appeared. He shoved all three of them through it.
Then he swiftly slipped out after them.
The wall returned to its original state.
By the time Ci Mang rushed over, they were already gone.
But he could clearly smell the lingering blood and see a few drops of it on the ground.
It had to be that Demonic Daoist's!
"After them!"
They escaped beyond the wall and steadied themselves beneath a large tree.
The Masked Man tore off his face covering, revealing a handsome face. Hands on his hips, he panted for breath.
"Imperial Eldest Brother."
Xia Wanwan's big eyes lit up when she saw Xia Qianhui. "So this is where you came after you left Hezhou and vanished?"
When they parted in Hezhou, Lord Qiao had specifically looked for Xia Qianhui.
Later, Father had said the Empress Dowager had given Imperial Eldest Brother a task and sent him away ahead of them. Xia Wanwan hadn't seen him since.
Only after hearing that it was Xia Qianhui did Daoist Qianyun silently lower the knife he held behind Xia Qianhui's back.
Xia Qianhui crouched down and ruffled both little ones' hair.
"How did you find this place? If I hadn't just heard that outsiders had broken in and the camp had sounded an emergency alert, I wouldn't even have come to look. I never expected it to be you."
"This place is far too dangerous. Little Imperial Sister, you don't even have guards or skilled fighters with you. How could you venture here on your own?"
No guards? No skilled fighters?
Daoist Qianyun pursed his lips. What did that make him, then?
Just his rotten luck.
Xia Wanwan still looked relatively well, but Liu Zi Xing had