Lu Huanhui retorted, "I think you're quite brave. You dared to trust me even after I shot you to death once. What are you afraid of now?"

Su Qian: “…” Speechless.

As he spoke, he drew his sword. The moment he drew his sword, dozens of arrows shot towards them at lightning speed. The arrows whizzed past the leaves and rushed towards the two of them.

Lu Huan used his large body to shield her. He attacked quickly and fiercely, the sword dancing faster and faster in his hand, creating a series of swift afterimages.

He moved swiftly, like a flash of light, blocking many arrows.

After a round of attacks, the force became much weaker. Su Qian leaned over from behind him and saw that there were several knife wounds on the back of his exposed hand.

"Are you hurt?"

The secret guards in the distance may have received orders from Yan Xuanye not to hurt Su Qian, so they were always restrained and the attack stopped after a while.

Su Qian thought they would not shoot arrows anymore, but unexpectedly they suddenly dropped their bows and arrows, drew their swords, and rushed towards them to kill.

Lu Huan calmly took something out of his sleeve pocket and threw it towards them.

Then he took her away quickly. Su Qian looked back and found that it was a smoke bomb.

This smoke bomb not only blocks vision, but also has an extremely pungent smell.

Lu Huan took Su Qian to a secret door and pushed the stone wall hard, and the wall opened.

Su Qian watched his actions in amazement. Sometimes she felt that it was reasonable and right for Lu Huan to succeed.

He was a man of cunning and calculated plans. As long as he set his mind to something, he would succeed. It seemed that he had been well prepared.

Although she was the one living in this mansion, Lu Huan was obviously more familiar with it than her.

"Go in."

"There's a secret door here? How on earth did you do it?"