Deputy General Jiang Chen and his men escorted Shu He and Liu Qin from the west gate of Xingqing Palace toward the Jinming Gate. Beyond this gate lay the bustling streets of the Capital’s Western District; passing through it meant they were truly outside the palace walls.
The journey had been smooth thus far. Just as they began to believe their escape from the palace would be successful, Shu He suddenly stopped and raised her hand.
A faint, chilling aura permeated the air, as if a frigid fog were rising from the depths of the underworld. The cold, silent space was filled with a terrifying presence that made one’s blood run cold.
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