Yan Lin's eyes darkened as he quickly moved to the back of the door.
Outside, Ziwu was leading their men to guard the door, but the situation was grim.
"My lord, are you ready?"
Sensing his presence at the doorway, Ziwu immediately lowered his voice and asked.
Assassins had appeared in the palace, and the rest of the Imperial Army had already searched the area. It was uncertain whether soon the Ministry of Revenue personnel would come to inspect the National Treasury.
The Prince being in the National Treasury at this time would be difficult to explain.
"We're ready. We'll withdraw now. Act accordingly," Yan Lin ordered in a cold voice.
"Yes, my lord."
On this side, Yan Lin quickly approached.
By then, Chu Baihan had already regained some energy. She took the initiative to say, "Let's go quickly."
With Ziyi's cover, the two of them quickly emerged.
Just as they had barely left, the Ministry of Revenue's people arrived.