Day was just breaking when I was woken by a rapid knocking on the door.
"Who is it?" I rubbed my eyes and opened the door, almost dropping my jaw at the sight before me. Yang Yan stood outside in full martial attire, a long sword tucked into her waist, her hair pulled up into a high bun. Amidst her heroic bearing was a sharp, chilling aura.
"Pack your things, we're leaving immediately," she said briskly, her voice carrying an unyielding determination.
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