Li Qianxuan's face changed drastically.
Such a swift dart!
He couldn't make out its trajectory.
This meant that if the dart had been aimed at him, his fate would have been no different from Housekeeper Yu's.
What's more ruthless was that these black-clad assailants dared to strike with lethal force!
Seeing the black-clad assailants charging over, Li Qianxuan's hands shook slightly. Steeling himself, he dropped the corpse and readied his sword to meet their charge.
But someone was faster than him, zipping past him in a whoosh.
It turned out to be several team leaders and their subordinates.
They had completed their search task early, either returning to report intelligence or to await further orders.
With Diao Deyi's whereabouts unknown, three or four team leaders and more than twenty people had already spontaneously gathered here.
They hadn't expected to encounter an ambush by the black-clad assailants.
