Zu An hadn’t expected to run into Xie Daoyun here. “Where did Miss Xie just return from?” he enquired hurriedly.

Xie Daoyun slowly walked over to him and said with a smile, “There was a poetry exchange in the neighboring commandery. I’ve just returned from there.”

The poetry exchange hadn’t actually ended yet. However, she hurried back once she heard that something major had happened to the Chu clan.

This young woman really had to be praised for pursuing the arts so whole-heartedly. He would have teased her a little under different circumstances, but he wasn’t in the mood right now.

“Miss Xie, please step aside. Blades have no eyes, and I fear that you might accidentally be injured,” warned Zu An. The Red Cloak Army and the city defense were already on the verge of battle. If they really engaged each other, a delicate girl like Xie Daoyun might well be ripped apart.

Xie Daoyun instead suppressed her voice and said, “Are you stupid? Why aren’t you capturing me to force them...