"Get out." Mu Shaoling looked at him unkindly, "Does the Emperor know you’re here? You dare!"
"Since it’s his territory, is there anything that can escape his eyes?"
Baili Han snorted coldly. Over the years, his brother had gained quite so skills. As soon as he arrived in the Capital City, the other party got wind of it.
However, he wasn’t afraid. Since he ca, he surely had foolproof arrangents.
anwhile, as these two were at loggerheads, Ye Haoyang had already grabbed Mu Huarong and rushed out of the city.
Once outside the city, soone recognized him and stepped forward to lead the way.
"Where’s the person?"
"Inside the ruined temple ahead."
Upon hearing this, Ye Haoyang’s expression turned even colder. The ruined temple outside the city was indeed a place favored by beggars and ruffians.
Thus, he quickened his pace, with Mu Huarong being hauled along to the point of nearly throwing up.
When they neared the ruined temple, they heard clanging sounds. Ye Haoyang tossed Mu Huarong to the side to his subordinate and stepped forward.
Upon arrival, he saw a group of won in white and a group dressed as guards fighting.
"Master, it’s these people who kidnapped Miss Hua’en."
"Where is she?"
"Inside." Upon hearing this, Ye Haoyang’s face darkened, "A bunch of fools, can’t even handle a few won. Don’t know what’s urgent? Get the person out first!"
Scolding while rushing into the temple.
"Hey, Master..." These people belonged to Baili Han and recognized Ye Haoyang; before they could speak to him about the situation inside, Ye Haoyang had already barged in.
Entering the ruined temple nearly made him go mad.
Several old beggars lay stiff on the floor, seeming dead; Mu Huaen lay among them, her clothing appearing sowhat disheveled.
"Hua’en, Hua’en..."
Seeing him like this, the subordinate thought it better to explain later. First, they should deal with those won outside to avoid being criticized for failing against a group of won.
Mu Huaen was still unconscious at this mont.
Now as everyone was sorting out the won, none paid attention to Mu Huarong; thus, she quietly followed inside.
Upon seeing the situation inside, she assud the white-clothed won’s plot had succeeded, and a large smile appeared on her face—Mu Huaen, even if this man isn’t mine, he won’t be yours either.
But just then, from behind a bronze statue of Buddha, a silver arrow glinted as it aid at Ye Haoyang.
Mu Huarong’s eyes widened instantly.
She opened her mouth to tell Ye Haoyang to dodge, but no words ca out.
"Hua’en, wake up."
"Uh..."
"Hua’en, how are you?"
"Brother Ye Er..." Mu Huaen’s eyes suddenly widened, she too saw the arrow flying toward Ye Haoyang, and just as she pushed him away with all her might, Mu Huarong rushed forward.
"Pfft..." Mu Huarong fell to her knees entirely.
The turn of events happened in an instant.
"..." The arrow was ant for Ye Haoyang, but Mu Huaen had pushed Ye Haoyang aside, eting the approaching arrow with her own body, while Mu Huarong intended to shield Ye Haoyang but ended up protecting her sister instead.
Mu Huarong looked down at the arrow piercing through her chest, then at Mu Huaen, suddenly laughing—a laugh tinged with bitterness.
Striving to outdo herself only to shield soone she despised was indeed unpleasant.
"Sister..."
Mu Huaen reacted and rushed forward to hold her, while Ye Haoyang was already charging at the archer.
Her intention wasn’t to save Mu Huaen, so until death, she didn’t wish for Mu Huaen’s gratitude.
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