The man in black did not answer. Upon being discovered, he immediately turned around, and with a few agile leaps along the rooftop, he dashed away into the night.
The Hidden Guard closely pursued him, and within the span of half a tea session, caught up to him and kicked him to the ground.
The two began fighting in the street.
The Hidden Guard hailed from the Imperial Palace and had survived countless battles. How could the man in black be his match?
In no time, he was pinned to the ground, and his masked face covering was pulled off.
If Sang Yan had been there, she would have recognized him as her father's personal guard, Duan Yang.
"Who are you really?"
The Hidden Guard, bending his arms behind him and stepping on his back, demanded, "What are you doing spying on the Jiang Family?"
Duan Yang, face against the ground and breathing heavily, retorted in a sorry state, "Aren't you also spying on the Jiang Family? What are you trying to do?"
