Ruan Jiaojiao had never imagined things would develop in this direction. Her throat was nearly raw from shouting, yet the soldiers simply refused to believe her; some even began to harbor suspicions about her true intentions for coming here.
"Will you just listen to me for a moment..."
Before she could finish, the atmosphere on the city walls turned hostile. Archers raised their bows in unison, their pitch-black arrowheads glinting coldly in the night.
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