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With a faint grunt, the burly man stared at her with wide eyes, his gaze fierce enough to kill. Yin Luo, fearing he might get up, quickly pulled out a hairpin and stabbed it toward his vital points again.
She was well aware of human anatomy and knew exactly where the fatal spots were. After the second stab, the man could no longer speak; his head tilted, and he breathed his last.
In an instant, she had dealt with two people, but this was not her own body. She lacked stamina and was already exhausted, causing her reactions to slow down. Just as she sensed a gust of wind behind her, it was too late; someone kicked her in the ribs, sending her flying three meters away. Yin Luo even heard the crisp sound of bones breaking, and cold sweat broke out all over her body.
Mu Changqing's expression darkened as he watched her seemingly unable to rise from the ground. He suddenly ordered the person beside him, "Give her a dagger; I want to see if she truly has any skills."
The servant complied immediately and brought a dagger. With a gesture from Mu Changqing, the servant gathered strength at his fingertips and tossed it to Yin Luo's side while saying in a low voice, "This is a gift from the prince."
Her whole body felt like it was falling apart. Yin Luo raised her head and looked at the people around her, who seemed to shake the ground with every step they took. In an instant, her gaze turned cold, and a fierce killing intent ignited in her eyes.
She grabbed the dagger and plunged it into the ground. With a powerful motion, she quickly gathered strength and threw herself onto a long rope, hanging onto it while tying a knot at the top.
With a forceful push from her palm, she soared into the air, holding the dagger as she kicked toward a burly man.
The man was quick to react and dodged swiftly. Yin Luo's foot landed on his chest; although it didn't budge him at all, it gave her leverage to propel herself to the side. This time, she flipped upside down in mid-air, positioning herself to stab directly at her target.
The dagger was incredibly sharp and struck one man's arm instantly, eliciting a muffled grunt from him. It must be said that while she had relied entirely on wit and speed on the ground earlier, now that she was suspended on the rope, she demonstrated true skill and strength.
Mu Changqing watched as she dispatched those assassins with precise strikes aimed at their vital points. Her methods were ruthless beyond measure, especially as her body twisted and turned with the rope; hanging by one leg on the rope made it clear that she had trained extensively—there was no way she hadn't!
After Yin Luo successfully killed the fifth person, Mu Changqing coldly curled his lips and said in a deep, unfathomable voice, "Things seem to be getting more and more interesting!"
The warriors in the iron cage were completely enraged, and Yin Luo was also blinded by rage. She had no idea how many injuries she had sustained; the pain was excruciating, but she dared not pay any attention to it. All her focus was on the remaining people. There was only one thought in her mind: kill them, and she could survive!
Her inner garment had long been stained red with blood, and the originally plain clothes seemed to have turned into festive attire. Azure Silk flew wildly, covering half of her face. Her pair of cold eyes were now filled with hostility as she stared at them. The makeup on her face had long been overshadowed by bright red, making her look like a demon emerging from hell, seeking lives and killing without a trace!
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