"Your Highness, hold tight!" Pei Yuan yanked me up, his other hand shielding Xiaotao as he darted through the rain of arrows like an agile rabbit.
I gripped his arm for dear life, feeling as though my heart were about to jump out of my chest. This wasn't a drill—this was a real-life, life-or-death situation with cold steel! As I ran, I couldn't help but rant wildly to myself: Of all the worlds that useless orb could have dragged me into, it had to be a palace intrigue drama! I really appreciate it!
After finally shaking off our pursuers, the three of us ducked into a derelict palace, finally able to catch our breath. I leaned against the wall, gulping down mouthfuls of air, feeling as if I had just returned from the gates of hell. Xiaotao was pale as a sheet, clinging to my arm and trembling uncontrollably.
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