"Didn't you say your leg was broken? Let me show you what a real broken leg feels like."
Xin Lin snorted coldly.
Both Water Spirit and Qingyun were dumbfounded.
Water Spirit collapsed to the ground and couldn't get up.
Her leg hurt terribly.
"Help! Murder! Someone is killing in the East Court!"
Water Spirit shouted loudly.
"Who dares to be so presumptuous, to commit murder in the East Court!"
In the corridors, three to five young men and women came over.
These young men and women were all dressed lavishly, clearly the young lords and ladies of Fengdong.
In terms of appearance, they were notably less attractive than Murong Ziyue and Mu Chen.
When Murong Ziyue saw them, especially the leading man, her body trembled slightly, and her eyes filled with rage and hatred.
Xin Lin observed her reaction.
The leader was a man in a water-colored long robe, wearing a jade crown, with red lips and white teeth, but his triangular eyes made him look less refined and more roguish.
