Chapter 211: Torture, Never Ending Until Death

Yan Wanqing flew towards the target with great speed.

The person inside the carriage, however, moved even faster.

By the time Yan Wanqing landed on the ground, her shoulder had already been pierced by a hidden weapon.

She looked down at the snowflake-shaped hidden weapon, its surface shimmering coldly, and a flicker of confusion crossed her eyes.

At that moment, the carriage began to move.

Without a coachman, but the high-headed white horse seemed to have a mind of its own, driving forward independently.

Yan Wanqing lifted her foot to give chase.

"Swoosh, swoosh!"

In response, two hidden weapons were thrown her way. Yan Wanqing quickly dodged, and the weapons buried themselves fiercely into the ground.

A cold, unique tone of her elder brother came from the rapidly departing carriage.

"Chase me again, and next time I'll aim for your head," he said.

The carriage sped away.

Yan Wanqing summoned her inner strength, but suddenly felt dizzy; the hidden weapon had been poisoned.