Han Yixiao's face turned deathly pale in an instant, standing frozen on the spot, not daring to move.
The glaring dagger, in the blink of an eye, touched her chest. Just as it sliced through her clothes, a figure suddenly flashed from the side, kicking at the wrist that wielded the dagger.
A pained grunt sounded, and the next second, the person attempting to assassinate Han Yixiao flashed to the window and jumped out.
Chen Cang, who had been hiding in the room all along, immediately followed, jumping out of the window and chasing after the figure…
To alert the people downstairs, Chen Cang deliberately smashed a window before jumping out.
The crashing sound caused instant unrest among the people downstairs.
"What was that noise?"
"It's from the second floor's window breaking..."
"Little Miss…" Zhang Te rushed upstairs first.
By the time Xia Wan'an and her group appeared on the second floor, Zhang Te was already kneeling beside a terrified Han Yixiao, softly comforting her.
