However, faster than the blade was a sharp whistle cutting through the air.
It was a piercing sound that almost hurt everyone's ears, followed closely by a scream of agony.
Shang Ruyi quickly opened her eyes, only to see the steel blade in the hand of the Imperial Guard soldier who was about to kill her fall to the ground. He clutched his wrist, howling incessantly. Upon closer inspection, she discovered that an arrow had pierced through his wrist, with blood relentlessly pouring out.
This is—
Shang Ruyi's eyes widened in surprise, while another Imperial Guard beside her cried out in terror, "There's an enemy—"
The word "enemy" hadn't even been fully uttered before it was abruptly cut off with a dull thud. Shang Ruyi looked up to see his eyes bulging lifelessly, his body tense and rigid, as an arrow had pierced through his throat. A gurgling struggle echoed from his throat, and finally, he collapsed to the ground.
