Yan Huai hired a carriage to transport Xiao Qiong to the site of the Martial Arts Alliance Conference.
In the dead of night, Xiao Qiong, limping, climbed through the window of the person’s quarters with practiced ease. Unlike his last visit, he was immediately grabbed by the leg by Xiaoxiao, who growled with menacing, bared fangs. Fortunately, his boots were sturdy, sparing his feet from further injury.
What was going on?
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