That night seemed particularly long.
Feng Wuya and Tie Xin left the Imperial City and checked into the post station.
The station was guarded by soldiers, and they had brought their own Guard Squad, so it should have been very safe.
But in the latter half of the night, before the sky had brightened, the post station caught fire unexpectedly.
"Quick, put out the fire, hurry..." the soldiers were immediately thrown into disarray.
Tie Xin didn't even bother to dress properly and rushed toward the prince's chamber at once.
But who would have known, before he could enter, several figures leaped out from the room, vanishing into the small woods behind the post station in the blink of an eye.
All of them were top-notch experts!
One of them, dressed in white with white hair, was their Prince!
"People, people! Protect the master! People!"
The post station plunged into even greater chaos.