It's her!
Xiao Yuansui fervently chased forward, with soldiers and beasts in chaos before him. He didn't have time to scold or reprimand, simply pushing people out of his way, and within a few steps, he caught her wrist.
Just as he exerted force to drag her back, he saw that Shang Ruyi spun around suddenly, and her other hand, which hadn't been caught, fiercely thrust towards him.
In her hand, she held a blood-stained knife!
"Ah—!"
Hearing that low and hoarse growl and seeing the piercing cold light before him, Xiao Yuansui's heart was filled with boiling rage, yet he somehow felt like laughing. He grabbed the hand holding the knife, twisted it backward, and with a "crack," he dislocated her wrist.
The short knife fell to the ground.
This time, Shang Ruyi didn't even have time to let out a pained cry; she curled up and fell to the ground in agony.
