At the same moment, outside the villa gates, a slender figure emerged from the shadows.
She wore a fiery red long dress and had long, raven-black hair. In her delicate hands, she held a massive greatsword, still stained with fresh blood.
Lu Qingtang looked at the familiar gate before her, tilted her head slightly, and curled her lips. In those clear, almond-shaped eyes flickered a hint of bloodthirsty violence.
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