Without waiting for He Ying to respond, Han Chen asked the guard beside him, "Do you recognize him?"
These guards spent their days and nights together.
While he might not recognize everyone, how could he not recognize a fellow guard?
Upon hearing the question, the guard lifted his head, gave He Ying a glance, and a look of confusion appeared on his face.
"No—"
His words were not yet finished when his neck felt warm, and a spray of fresh blood gushed out.
He Ying pulled out his long sword and instantly dispatched the guard beside him.
Han Chen, ready for trouble, quickly retreated a step, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said sternly, "To have infiltrated Chonghua Palace too, quite the clever trick. Someone, kill him!"
While giving orders, he reached for Sang Yan first.
But He Ying was one step ahead and had already retreated into the hall, tightly grabbing Sang Yan's hand.
"Be careful!"
She dared not expose He Ying's identity, so she didn't dare to call out his name.
