The guard stood still on the spot, not daring to move again.
The dense night made Pei Chong's face appear desolately cool, but there was a hint of a smile slowly spreading from the corner of his lips.
"Hurry, child."
The northern wind howled, and outside the manor gates was the clashing of short weapons bringing metallic encounters, interspersed with occasional screams, as thick smoke billowed into the sky and flames seemed to illuminate the horizon.
Jiu You rushed over, "Great King, if we don't leave now, it'll be too late."
People sent by Li Zongxun intended to execute him on the spot, starting by launching fire arrows, and now the Pei Residence was engulfed in raging flames.
The flames reached the sky, reflecting eerily in Pei Jue's eyes, exuding a deadly seriousness.
He asked Pei Chong coldly.
"Do you want me to die here with you?"
Pei Chong, looking at his commanding bearing, revealed a trace of relieved smile.