That night, a shadow sneaked into the mansion of Prime Minister Lv from the Former Dynasty. Just as they flipped down from the roof, a shadow silently lunged forward from the dark, the sword edge carrying the chilly autumn wind, exceptionally piercing.
"It's me!"
When the opponent's Sword Tip reached the sideburns, the intruding shadow spoke two words.
The sword paused and was withdrawn. The shadow held the sword with both hands and saluted: "Miss."
Wufu responded with a hum: "Where's your master?" She glanced at the house where the lights were still on, walked over, and pushed the door.
Ah Jiu was reading under the lamp, with a robe draped over his shoulders. Seeing her arrival, he smiled slightly: "I knew you would come."
"Am I not allowed to come?" Wufu walked over, sniffed the air, and frowned: "Did you drink?"
