However, an unexpected event occurred at that moment. Song Luo suddenly gave a signal to the assassin beside her.

The assassin, understanding the unspoken message, quietly circled behind Xu Yuehuai and raised his longsword to stab her.

"Whoosh!"

"Um!"

Caught off guard, Xu Yuehuai was stabbed in the back by the sword. She groaned and her body stiffened.

Seeing this, Song Luo was overjoyed and seized the opportunity to stab Xu Yuehuai in the throat with her sword.

However, at that moment, Xu Yuehuai suddenly unleashed astonishing power, turning around and deflecting Song Luo's sword.

Then she suddenly swung her knife, knocking the assassin who had ambushed her to the ground!

Song Luo was shocked to see this; she hadn't expected Xu Yuehuai to be able to unleash such power despite being seriously injured. Panicked, her swordsmanship became chaotic.

"You can deal with me, but you have to release my men!"

Xu Yuehua seized the opportunity and slashed at her shoulder with a knife.

Song Luo screamed and fell to the ground, bleeding profusely.

"Hahaha! Xu Yuehuai, you're too late, they're all dead!"

Xu Yuehuai looked at Song Luo lying on the ground, and her face turned deathly pale.

"Song Luo! You deserve to die!" she roared, thrusting the dagger in her hand towards Song Luo's heart.

However, Song Luo's assassins had already arrived at her side in an instant, protecting her so tightly that no matter how Xu Yuehuai fought back, he could no longer harm Song Luo in the slightest.

Xu Yuehuai was also injured as a result, and his whole body looked as if he had been pulled out of a pool of blood.

"Song Luo, I'll spare your life for now, but another day I'll make you pay for your crimes in blood!"

Of the Thirty-Six Stratagems, running away is the best!

Xu Yuehuai casually threw out a bunch of hidden weapons, and while the assassins were blocking the weapons, she leaped over the wall.

"Arrest her throughout the city! This time, we absolutely cannot let her leave Dongsang alive!" Song Luo, clutching his wound, gave the order to the assassins around him.

"Yes, young master!"

The assassins immediately sprang into action, searching everywhere for Xu Yuehuai.

...

The night was as dark as ink. On the quiet streets of the western part of the city, a figure stumbled and ran. It was Xu Yuehuai.

Her clothes were torn, and blood stained half of her shoulder. She clenched her teeth and pressed the wound with all her might, but a strong wave of dizziness washed over her.

"Oh no, those assassins' weapons are poisoned..." Xu Yuehuai's heart skipped a beat, her vision began to blur, and her body swayed precariously.

Just then, she seemed to see a figure moving in front of her. She struggled to grip her weapon tightly, trying to fight against the unknown danger, but she eventually collapsed to the ground due to exhaustion.

When she woke up again, she found herself in an unfamiliar environment.

Her eyes were covered by a thick strip of cloth, and she was surrounded by darkness.

Xu Yuehuai struggled to sit up and tried to remove the strip of cloth. Her hands trembled, but she finally touched the edge of the cloth and gently pulled it, causing it to slip to the ground.

"Why is it so dark!" Xu Yuehuai exclaimed. She reached out and groped forward, but accidentally bumped into the corner of the table, and her body swayed and she was about to fall.

Just then, a large hand steadily supported her.

"Thank you for saving me," Xu Yuehuai said gratefully, "but where am I? Why can't I see anything?"

The man's voice was deep and gentle: "Your eyes have been blinded by the toxins."

"What?" Xu Yuehuai exclaimed in horror, "How could I have gone blind? How is this possible!"

The man gently patted her shoulder: "Don't worry, it might be curable."

Xu Yuehuai tried to remain calm: "Um, how long was I unconscious?"

"It's been seven days and seven nights," the man replied.

Seven days and seven nights!

Xu Yuehuai was shocked; she hadn't expected to be unconscious for so long.

She composed herself and then said, "Could you please deliver a letter for me?"

“Sure,” the man replied.

"Just write the character '安' (peace) for me, and then give it to the man at booth A on the second floor of Zuixianlou," Xu Yuehuai said.

After responding, the man turned and left, heading towards Zuixianlou.

Upon arriving at the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, the man handed the letter to the Ghost Doctor.

After reading the letter, the Ghost Doctor quickly said, "So it was you who saved my young lady, brother. Thank you so much. Please take me to see her."

The man shook his head: "She only told me to give you the letter, not to take you there."

The Ghost Doctor frowned, but still said, "Alright." He turned and left, but his eyes revealed doubt and wariness.

The man watched the Ghost Doctor's departing figure and sighed softly.

The moonlight was hazy, and the lights of Tianxiang Tower had gradually gone out. The Ghost Doctor hid in the shadows, watching the man slowly leave until his figure disappeared into the night. His eyes were sharp as an eagle's, but his heart was churning with turmoil.

The man returned to the mansion, and the heavy gates slowly closed behind him, making a dull echo.

The Ghost Doctor pressed himself against the corner of the wall, peering through the narrow gaps to observe the movements inside the mansion.

The night grew deeper, and all was quiet except for the rustling of the wind through the treetops.

The time had come. The Ghost Doctor moved swiftly, slipping into the mansion like a ghost. He skillfully navigated the winding courtyards, avoiding the patrolling guards, and finally arrived at Xu Yuehuai's door.

He took a deep breath and gently pushed open the door, only to find the room simply furnished, but the familiar figure was missing.

The Ghost Doctor was startled and looked around, his gaze landing on the half-open window.

A long strip of cloth fluttered in the wind, like a silent thread.

He strode forward. Outside the window, moonlight spilled onto the ground like water, and the end of the strip of cloth disappeared into the night.

"Xu Yuehuai..." the Ghost Doctor whispered, his voice filled with anxiety and unease. A surge of anger welled up within him, a anger that burned like a raging fire, making his eyes bloodshot. He vowed that he would find Xu Yuehuai, no matter where she was, and bring her back.

However, he also knew that this would not be easy. Xu Yuehuai's identity was special, and her disappearance must have involved many unknown secrets. But the Ghost Doctor was prepared; he was willing to pay any price, just for the sake of his unwavering conviction.

Just as he was about to leave, a faint sound of footsteps came from afar.

The Ghost Doctor quickly hid in the shadows, his eyes fixed intently on the doorway.

A maid rushed in, her face filled with fear, as if something terrible had happened.

"Quickly, go and report to the young master, that young lady has disappeared!" The maid's voice trembled, breaking the silence of the night.

The Ghost Doctor's heart stirred, and he quietly followed the maid.

After walking through the long corridor, we arrived at a spacious study.

The maid pushed open the door and entered, while the Ghost Doctor hid outside the window, listening intently to the conversation inside.

"What did you say? She's gone?" A deep male voice rang out, tinged with shock and anger.

"Yes, young master, I just went to check that room and found she wasn't there..." the maid replied in a trembling voice.

"Damn it!" the man roared. "Send men to search the entire mansion immediately! We must find her!"

The Ghost Doctor, listening intently outside the window, felt a chill in his heart. It seemed Xu Yuehuai's disappearance had caused panic throughout the manor. He had to act quickly, or Xu Yuehuai's situation would become increasingly dangerous.

He turned and left the study, disappearing into the night. In the darkness, his figure was like a black lightning bolt, streaking across the sky and disappearing into the distance…