Creak...
The door to the room opened.
Lin Xin pushed the door and stepped out, dressed neatly, but his complexion was somewhat pale, and he seemed a bit exhausted.
Xiao Lingling stood behind him, watching him tenderly.
"It might get a bit noisy today, just stay in the backyard and don't go out," Lin Xin whispered.
"En, I know," Xiao Lingling replied softly, not asking why, fully trusting Lin Xin without any doubts.
The door slowly closed, Lin Xin, carrying the Red Flower Sword on his back, walked out of the courtyard, and when he was about to exit through the archway, he suddenly stopped and slowly placed a hand over his chest. There, a trace of blood seeped faintly.
"Someone come."
"Here!" A dark figure stepped out from the nearby bushes, kneeling on one knee.
"Has that person arrived?"
"He's already in the hall, Li is handling it, still waiting for Villa Master you to go there," the man in black replied softly.