The heavy rain poured down, masking a faint noise beneath its sound.
After breaking through the courtyard gate, Meng Qianqian didn't pause for a moment and fiercely hurled the Brocade Spring Saber in her hand.
A loud crash of wooden splinters erupted from the courtyard, as some mechanism abruptly ceased.
Meng Qianqian's movements were fluid and seamless, like clouds and flowing water. Bai Yuwei hadn't even registered what had happened, only feeling instinctively that a terrifying killing intent had been stifled midway.
Meng Qianqian calmly entered the courtyard.
Bai Yuwei followed her, looking up to see the Brocade Spring Saber embedded in the mechanism.
It was a crossbow hidden behind the wall, with five arrows already half-fired. The destruction of the wall revealed the crossbow's true form.
An ordinary person entering the courtyard would have taken a long time to find it.
Yet Bai Yuwei clearly remembered that after Meng Qianqian broke open the door, she immediately struck.