C246 The Assassination

Chu Haoyun's eyes were tightly shut as he immersed himself in the contemplation of Mo Qiulan's zither music. Abruptly, a shiver ran down his spine, and a chilling sensation swept through the tent.

As he snapped his eyes open, a streak of blood-red brilliance flashed before him. A white jade bone sword, radiating a force capable of tearing apart mountains, thrust towards his heart