After dealing with the Emperor, Su Yan tried to stand up.
Without a trace of strength in her body, she could barely maintain her posture.
She pursed her lips and looked again at the Emperor, who was covered in blood.
Little Red, drawing an S-shape, wandered over to Su Yan, a white cloak still perched on its head.
"Hiss hiss hiss hiss hiss"
Su Yan reached out to take the cloak, draping it over herself, yet even this simple action left her drained of energy afterward.
She hung her head, feeling somewhat disheartened.
How would she make her way back?
Just at that moment, a commotion suddenly arose from outside.
The noise wasn't loud, but because the room was quiet, it could be faintly heard.
The next second, bang!
The door was kicked open.
Leading the way was Nantang, followed by a group of black-clad Hidden Guards appearing at the doorway.
Immediately after them, Prince Xuanyuan Yonghao strode in with swift steps.
His face was cold and frightening.
