Chapter 193 Murder in the Courtyard

"Don't speak. It's me!" Since the day she’d passed out in his arms, she remembered Feng Yuran’s voice like it had been written onto her brain. Hearing him, she instantly calmed down without any good reason. "Stop biting me. It hurts a lot," he added. She relaxed her teeth. She was about to ask more when he held her tighter, lifting her a bit. She began to hear other people, footsteps so light she’d have missed them if she wasn’t listening. Past Feng Yuran, she could just see a man in black with a long, shining sword. It was stained with blood. Mo Xuetong didn't dare to breath. Their position was high enough that Feng Yuran had to be hanging on to the rockery, holding her up with him. Another man in black walked wielding his own sword. "How did it go? Did you find him?” “There is no one,” said the first man. “Strange. I was sure I’d heard something” He had most likely heard her foot hit the rock earlier. "Maybe it's a stone falling. Don't worry about