He pounced like a ferocious lion.

Anwu also fearlessly went to meet them.

In the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged five or six moves.

The knives in their hands clashed and intertwined like dew and lightning, then separated in the next second, before biting each other again like venomous snakes.

"Stop fighting!" An Si was in pain from watching, and seeing that no one was listening, he joined the fight to stop the two.

The scene quickly became even more chaotic.

Well done! Excellent! Absolutely fantastic!

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Su An slipped away, but unexpectedly, after only two steps, he bumped into Li Wanyue.

Upon seeing her, Li Wanyue immediately frowned in disgust, gritting her white teeth as she sneered, "You vixen, Fu Zhun will soon be forced to confess to a fabricated crime, and then commit a miserable suicide with a bad reputation!"

"You've ruined him so badly, are you happy now? If I were you, I'd find a secluded spot and smash my head against a wall to my death, so he wouldn't harm any more people!"

"You're the witch! I was clearly framed too! If you're so capable, go and deal with He Cheng! What kind of skill is it to just shout!"

Su An felt a surge of frustration. It was true that she had implicated Fu Zhun, but that was not what she wanted!

If she could, she would rather die in Fu Zhun's place!

Li Wanyue gritted her teeth, and a tear suddenly rolled down her cheek.

"Do you think I don't want to save him? But..."

After saying that, she began to sob, her expression extremely sorrowful.

Su An was stunned by her crying. Just as she was about to ask, she suddenly realized what her unfinished words meant.

But when the emperor commands a subject to die, the subject has no choice but to die. Although Li Wanyue was the daughter of a duke, she was still a subject and dared not defy the imperial power, much less gamble with her family's life.

"Alright, stop crying, it's bad luck! Li Wanyue, I need to go save Fu Zhun, take me to see him quickly!" Su An said with a stern face.

"Ha!" Li Wanyue's face was still wet with tears, but she suddenly revealed a mocking smile.

"This is truly like a weasel offering New Year's greetings to a chicken! You, a witch, actually want to save people? I think you just want to go and harm people with that traitor, don't you?"

"Li Wanyue!" Su An used a lot of strength to suppress his anger and didn't slap her on the spot: "Whether you believe it or not, I did go to save people, but if you say a few more words of nonsense here, Fu Zhun's body might be cold by now!"

Li Wanyue was immediately speechless. She glared fiercely at Su An, but still agreed.

"Miss Su! Where are you?"

Su An's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly slipped into Li Wanyue's carriage.

At this moment, Jian Wu had caught up, but after looking around, he could no longer see Su An.

"Miss Li, did you see which direction Su An ran off to just now?"

Upon hearing this, Li Wanyue glanced discreetly at the carriage parked at the corner, then pointed in the opposite direction without changing her expression.

In his haste, Jian Wu didn't think twice and immediately used his lightness skill to fly over.

Li Wanyue immediately boarded the carriage and called out to the driver, "Hurry up, I need to see the Prince!"

The carriage carried the two people to the scene immediately. Su An breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you so much!"

Li Wanyue gave her a resentful look and sneered, "You should thank someone else. You're a weak woman with no martial arts skills, yet you still managed to escape from the sword guards. I'm afraid they also wanted to save the prince."

Su An was taken aback, then suddenly realized.

No wonder she escaped so easily; it turns out everyone was releasing water into the sea!

At this moment, An Wu spotted Su An and quietly followed behind them.

Jian Wu searched aimlessly in the direction Li Wanyue pointed, but naturally found nothing. She returned to the clinic and pressed her calloused hands heavily onto the table.

"An Yi, are you crazy? What exactly do you want to do? Do you think the situation isn't chaotic enough already?"

"Sword Five, stop lecturing me! I've done all this for the sake of us!"

An Yi gripped the cold blade tightly in his hand, his face sinister.

His words immediately made Jian Wu frown, and he looked An Yi up and down: "What do you mean by that?"

"Sword Five, now that things have come to this, do you really not understand or are you just pretending not to understand?" An Yi slowly lifted his thin eyelids, his cold eyes like a venomous snake lurking in the shadows.

"We, as our master's right-hand men, have long shared his glory and his loss!"

"Have you considered what we should do if our master admits to those fabricated charges? Should we just surrender as well?"

Bang!

An Yi supported himself with both hands, his tall figure pressing down on Jian Wu like a towering mountain, his usually cold and dark eyes now showing a rare, sharp and cold glint.

"The emperor will never let us off the hook. Once our master is convicted, we will die even faster than him!"

Oh!

An Yi slowly straightened up, looking down coldly at Jian Wu: "Do you want to die?"

Before Jianwu could respond, he slowly turned to look at Ansi: "Or do you want to die?"

Just kidding, who would want to die young if they could just stay alive?

And to die such a humiliating death.

An Si's youthful face turned bright red, and everyone in the room fell silent for a moment.

They were all intelligent and powerful people, yet at this moment they were uneasy and confused about the future, not knowing where to go or what to do.

They hurried along, and by the time Su An arrived at the scene with Li Wanyue, she was covered in a thin layer of sweat.

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