“Retreat!”

With this shout, those men in black who had been fighting with Jingrong and Bai Yin in the rainy courtyard immediately withdrew their weapons.

They all retreated!

Very quickly.

Clearly they had received very professional training.

Bai Yin planned to chase after them but was stopped by Jingrong: “Don’t chase them!”

Leaving aside the principle of not pursuing a desperate enemy, much less these men in black with excellent martial arts skills.

If they continued to fight desperately, Jingrong wasn’t necessarily certain he could handle it.

Bai Yin watched as those men in black left by climbing over the wall, fury in his heart, teeth clenched tight, fingers gripped tightly.

He could only give up.

The two were still standing in the rain at this moment.

Already soaked through.

Their clothes and hands were also covered in blood!

After this battle, the ruined temple was littered with corpses. Bodies lay strewn across the ground, fresh blood mixing with the rainwater on the ground. That bloody smell also became increasingly heavy.

The heavy rain grew heavier and heavier, pounding on the ground with crackling sounds. Combined with thunder and lightning, it struck people’s hearts, making them increasingly flustered and tense.

This originally quiet ruined temple was filled with a sense of crisis.

At this moment—

A voice calling “Mister Ji” came from inside.

Hearing this, Jingrong’s expression tightened. He turned and immediately rushed in.

Ji Yunshu had been forced into a corner by that man in black earlier. At this moment, her back was pressed tightly against the mottled wall, her body weak.

Several guards were beside her inquiring about her condition!

Jingrong rushed quickly before her, swiftly grabbing her arm, his face full of tension, asking worriedly: “Yunshu, are you injured anywhere?”

He began checking her body for injuries.

Ji Yunshu tightened her neck, a pair of vacant eyes staring at the ground in front of her.

As if her soul had not yet settled!

Her back slid along that wall, her entire body slowly sliding down to the ground.

Jingrong squatted before her, the worry in his eyes growing heavier.

Fortunately, he didn’t find any wounds or bloodstains on Ji Yunshu’s body!

“Were you frightened?” he asked.

Ji Yunshu panted slightly.

She shook her head lightly.

She didn’t speak.

As if pondering something!

A tangled mess of threads in her heart.

Seeing her like this, Jingrong became even more worried.

Bai Yin also followed in right after.

Seeing his sister crouching there, his heart was also extremely worried. He asked: “Are you alright?”

Only then did Ji Yunshu slowly come back to her senses.

She said: “I’m fine!”

Only then did Jingrong feel relieved. He gripped her hand tightly and helped her up from the ground.

As soon as she stood up, the thick smell of blood rushed into her nose with a gust of cold wind. She could even feel the thick, sticky sensation in the blood.

Although she was accustomed to the smell of blood, looking at those corpses lying before her, her heart inevitably felt heavy.

And there was an indescribable complexity!

As for Song Zhi at this moment, he was also terrified.

This was the first time he had encountered such a thing, and it had happened right before his eyes.

His heart was still pounding from the fright!

Seeing him like this, Bai Yin went up and grabbed his arm, asking: “How are you?”

Song Zhi clutched his chest tightly with both hands, gasping: “I… I’m fine.”

“If you’re fine, why are you trembling?”

“It’s just… I was just frightened.”

“First time seeing it—being scared is normal.” Bai Yin said it lightly.

Song Zhi blinked at him, opened his mouth, wanting to speak but stopping.

He swallowed his words back down!

Then he looked at Ji Yunshu and asked: “Young Master Ji, are you alright?”

Ji Yunshu: “I’m fine!”

“That’s good. Just now I saw that man in black almost stab his sword right at you, but fortunately he withdrew his hand at that moment.”

So it was a false alarm!

Jingrong looked at the current scene, his hawk-like brows furrowed high, and instructed the guards beside him: “Clean up. We need to leave here quickly.”

“Yes!”

Two guards went to pack up things and also extinguished the several fires that had been lit in the ruined temple!

Then they asked Jingrong: “Young master, these corpses… what should we do with them?”

Jingrong was silent for a moment.

He uttered two words.

“Burn them!”

Burn them?

After hearing this, Song Zhi was very shocked, his eyes widening: “How can we burn them? We should… quickly report to the authorities.”

Report to the authorities?

This bookworm was really too naive!

These grudges of the martial world—the authorities simply wouldn’t care about them.

Bai Yin glanced at him and told him: “Young Master Song, there are some things the authorities can manage, and some they cannot.”

“But so many people died.”

“Enough, we need to leave here quickly.”

Song Zhi: “…”

Ji Yunshu then hurriedly boarded the carriage.

Bai Yin looked at the pitiful Song Zhi, knowing that he was driving his own carriage and hadn’t hired a driver.

In the current situation, how could that bookworm still have the strength to drive a carriage?

Although he didn’t like Song Zhi, his compassion still overflowed in the end. He said to him: “You get in first. I’ll help you drive the carriage.”

Song Zhi was slightly surprised: “How embarrassing!”

“Just get in! Don’t be so long-winded!”

Song Zhi’s cheeks reddened as he thanked him: “Then… thank you, warrior.”

He then left the ruined temple and got into his own rickety carriage.

Jingrong and Bai Yin, along with those few guards, carried the corpses one by one into the ruined temple.

They threw fire on them.

Burned them!

Only then did they leave.

Bai Yin kicked his foot and mounted the carriage. He turned back to Song Zhi in the carriage and said: “Hold on tight.”

Song Zhi hadn’t yet reacted.

Bai Yin pulled the reins!

With a crack of the whip!

After the horse neighed, its front hooves rose high, and it galloped forward through the heavy rain.

Due to the inertia, Song Zhi’s entire body fell back against the wall of the carriage.

After flailing his hands wildly a couple times, he barely managed to sit steady.

Breaking out in a cold sweat.

This Bai Yin was really too fierce, wasn’t he?

When he stuck his head out to look, he discovered that a great fire had already been lit in the ruined temple behind them.

Flames shooting in all directions!

Under the pitch-black moonlit sky, it appeared especially bright.

Despite the pouring rain, it still couldn’t cover up that burning fire!

Song Zhi’s heart itched.

He had a bellyful of words he hadn’t said.

For instance—

What kind of people were they exactly?

What were they doing in Huyi?

And they had such high martial arts skills!

Those people were so mysterious that he couldn’t imagine their identities in the way he would write a play script.

He could only silently think: Perhaps later when everyone was more familiar, they would confess honestly to him.

……

In the carriage ahead.

Ji Yunshu had been preoccupied the whole time.

Jingrong sat beside her, noticing her expression, and asked: “What’s wrong with you?”

Very worried.

Ji Yunshu let out a heavy breath. This time she noticed that Jingrong was completely soaked through.

“Quickly change out of your clothes!” She ignored Jingrong’s question just now.

Then she retrieved a set of dry clothes from under the carriage seat cushion.

Stuffed them into his hands.

“Change into them quickly. Don’t catch cold.”

But Jingrong grasped both her hands.

With a serious expression, he asked her: “Tell me, what’s really wrong?”

The two had experienced so many things together.

With just one look, they could see through each other’s thoughts. Jingrong could tell that she must be hiding something in her heart.