As the carriage hit the ground, Fu Zhen almost simultaneously leaped out from inside the carriage.
She brushed off the guards who came forward to help her, dragging her injured leg to stand on the ground!
Right behind the carriage, two hawk-eyed men holding soft swords appeared, dressed in black with their faces covered in black cloth, as if ghosts!
And on the back of the carriage she had just been riding in, two flying daggers were now stuck in the position she previously sat! The blades were completely embedded in the wood!
"Where did these thieves come from? Daring to plot against our Young Madam right under our noses!"
The guards angrily shouted, advancing with their knives!
But the two remained composed under pressure; one came forward to accept the challenge, while the other stared straight at Fu Zhen. Suddenly, he leaped several times, closing in on Fu Zhen in the blink of an eye!
