The smell of blood filled the small room. Lin Xianjing had brought Lingxiao to one of her safe houses—it was not large, but it was well-hidden.
Song Miaochun had reported the matter to the authorities, and before long, the entire Capital was swarming with search parties hunting for anyone severely injured.
Outside the courtyard walls, the clanking of armor could be heard as patrols passed back and forth, the flickering light of their torches sweeping across the area repeatedly.
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