C1152 Dodecadal

"This is the sound of a trigger. I'm afraid it's a crossbow. Get down!"

Just as Lin Bai wanted to figure out what the sound was, Ninth Master Qin pressed him down to the ground.

As the sound of his voice faded, the sounds of breaking wind could be heard as he sped through the air, right above the foreheads of the crowd. In the silence of the mausoleum