There are only eleven of them. If they have to fight against so many people, they will eventually run out of energy.

"Yunying, as usual, Divine Guards, lead the way. You take the lady and go first, I'll cover the rear," Wuming whispered to Yunying beside him.

Yunying glanced at Wuming with a complicated expression, then shook her head. "There are too many people this time, you..."

"Don't waste time. Have the Divine Guards escort you away quickly. Look at how fearless they are; there are probably more people behind them. Hurry up!" Wuming interrupted Yunying's words.

Before Yun Ying could speak, Yun Qingluo made a decisive decision, "Yun Ying, let's go."

She had to live; she couldn't be caught, and she couldn't die.

Moreover, since no one is left behind, he probably has a backup plan, so their presence would actually cause more inconvenience.

Upon hearing Yun Qingluo's words, Yun Ying reluctantly flew onto the carriage and whistled a few times.

Upon hearing the whistle, the Divine Guard immediately flew back to the carriage and cleared the way in front of it, while Wuming landed behind the carriage.

"Good children, Grandpa is here to play with you. The lesson you learned last time wasn't profound enough, was it? It's okay, this time, I'll teach you a lesson that will be profound enough."

The nameless man's eyes were icy, and his words carried a chill that sent shivers down the spines of the assassins.

Seeing the carriage about to escape, the assassins recklessly pounced on it.

The guards protected the carriage tightly, but they were still unable to defend against it, and one of the reins was cut off by a sword.

The horse, spurred on, galloped off, quickly leaving the man and the guards behind.

At this moment, only Yun Qingluo, Yun Ying who was driving the carriage, and Qiu Yue, who was hurriedly grabbing the front of the carriage as it sped away, were on the carriage.