But how could Jiang Ke give her a chance?
With sharp eyes and quick hands, he struck her nape with a knife.
Sang Yan's body stiffened, her legs gave way, and she collapsed into his arms.
Before losing consciousness, her eyes conveyed absolute despair.
She was too weak.
No match for Jiang Ke at all.
Jiang Ke carried her behind a tree, disguised himself, and also changed Sang Yan's appearance.
Carrying her on his back, he pretended to wander around with his "sister," seeking medical help, and they managed to infiltrate successfully.
When Sang Yan awoke, she found herself in a plain room.
It seemed to be an inn.
She clutched her neck, groaning in pain.
Her mute acupoint had been released.
She looked at the man opposite her but did not open her mouth to call for help.
Because he was wiping the sword in his hand.
As if awaiting a blood sacrifice.
"Knock knock—"
Someone knocked on the door.
