The dense fog still hadn't dissipated, but one could hear that the sound of weapon collisions was getting very close.
Lin Zhiyan quickened her pace, unable to suppress a slight nervousness in her heart. She was very worried that someone on their side might be in trouble.
Before long, the rough outline of the courtyard could be seen, along with several corpses distributed in different positions appearing in view.
Lin Zhiyan scanned the area quickly, confirming that none of them were people she knew, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Sister!" Lin Jiaxuan couldn't help but shout in surprise when she saw Lin Zhiyan emerging from the mist.
"Are you okay?" Seeing the blood at the corner of her sister's mouth and her pale face, Lin Zhiyan asked with concern.
But before Lin Jiaxuan could reply, Xiao Feng cut in, "This isn't the time for you two to display sisterly affection. Hurry and help us!"
The tone of those words carried a heavy resentment.
