Within Qingfeng Pavilion, the fire flickered and the air was filled with wretched screams. The vicious members of the Great Saber Association rampaged like wild beasts, slaughtering innocent maids and servants.
The scent of blood filled every inch of the air, pungent and overwhelming. Pools of crimson blood had already collected on the ground, emitting a nauseating stench in the dim light.
Su Yao, gravely injured, struggled to hold herself upright. Tears welled in her eyes as she gazed at the tragic scene before her, her heart filled with despair.
She knew well that if no one came to their aid, Qingfeng Pavilion would surely fall tonight.
At this moment, when life and death hung in the balance and the situation had deteriorated to the extreme, the night sky, quiet as ink, was suddenly torn apart by a brilliant flash of light.
