All those lying on the ground were silver-armored soldiers, blasted off their feet and howling in pain.
Nie Li patted Duan Jian on the shoulder, signaling him to keep moving.
Meanwhile, everyone had gathered in Du Ze's room so they could act together.
The appointed time had arrived, and the explosions outside were so loud that they could hardly have missed them. A little thought was enough to tell them that Nie Li must have made his move.
Lu Piao was complaining too. Being kept under house arrest here for the past few days had been truly irritating.
Xiao Ning'er took out the map. After the others checked it, the group rushed out of the room and set off.
Halfway there, they saw several silver-armored soldiers lying dead on the ground.
Another was staggering along, his body swaying wildly as though he were drunk.
But after only a few more steps, he collapsed to the ground, dead.
When another corpse fell in front of them, they knew this had to be Nie Li's work.
They saw nothing but corpses along the way, not a single living person. So rather than hurrying, they simply swaggered out of the Silverwing Family's grounds.
The moment they emerged, they saw Nie Li and Duan Jian already waiting there.
They were delighted. After all, they had not seen him for ten days, and Nie Li had always been the pillar of their group.
Nie Li stretched his arms and told them it was time to go home.
Everyone was overjoyed. Ever since coming here, they had been caught in one tense situation after another. Now they could finally go home!
Meanwhile, the explosions around the palace continued.
Sikong Yi had initially suspected explosive talismans too, but on reflection, he thought that impossible. It was not