As the wood chips flew, Dong Enyu saw a group of uninvited guests in the faint moonlight coming through the door.
“Everyone to the corner! Move it, you rich bastards!” A rough voice paired with a bandit outfit, like a scene from a movie where a ship is being robbed.
Six burly men with black hoods and long guns shouted and cursed at the screaming guests, herding them into a corner within two minutes.
Dong Enyu obediently knelt beside Zhao Han.
She wasn’t nervous or worried; instead, she noticed Zhao Han was as calm as she was.
Unlike the...
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