Watching the handgun being thrown out of the window, Lin Yi quickly opened the big door of the bullet-proof chamber and lunged toward the window.
The old eunuch was right outside. If he picked up the handgun, the young Emperor's life would be in great danger.
As the handgun hit the ground with a clattering sound at the feet of the patrolling Imperial Guards, they were just about to pick it up.
In the next second, they were startled by the sudden appearance of Lin Yi.
"Lord Lin, what is this?"
Lin Yi's unique appearance: a wrinkly, transparent long gown, and a cap that let no air through.
But Lin Yi had no time to pay attention to them; he quickly picked up the handgun from the ground.
'Got it, finally got it!'
Lin Yi heaved a sigh of relief, thankful that the handgun had not fallen into the hands of the old eunuch.
And just as he was about to stand up, he saw through the dense cluster of boots belonging to the Imperial Guards and felt a murderous intent approaching him.
