At the critical moment, Su Wang quickly rushed to the side of Feng Bailing and Mrs. Su, using his back to brace against the collapsing wall.
"Commandery Princess, take my mother and go."
Feng Bailing saw his back already smashed into a bloody mess by the broken stones, and Mrs. Su lying on the couch with a look of terror on her face.
Those several dark shadows charged aggressively, carrying a strong aura of murder.
As soon as they entered the cowshed, they formed a triangle and guarded the exit.
"Kill that man."
The leader didn't care about the women inside the house, he just waved his hand.
"Miss, run."
Mrs. Su used her last bit of strength, pushed Feng Bailing away, and threw herself onto her son.
"Seeking death."
One of the black-clothed men moved fast as lightning, his wrist flicked, and his long sword gathered a slew of blade flowers, stabbing towards Mrs. Su and her son.
Suddenly, there was a hand on the shoulder, delicate and pale as if carved from jade.
