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Are the killers still lurking nearby?
He Chunhua had seen the same signs. He raised a cautioning hand, and the Coordinating Army drew weapons and fanned out.
Madame Ying and the other family members quietly withdrew to the rear.
The mood grew taut as a bowstring.
Just then, the door of the largest house—the one highest up the slope and brightest-lit—creaked open.
A figure stepped out into the doorway. “Who’s there?”
It was actually a woman, swathed in a snow-white cloak, with a hibiscus-fair face, willow-leaf eyebrows, and a cloud-black coil of hair pinned with a vivid red coral hairpin.
The officers exchanged looks of surprise. A beauty, here of all places; her voice was soft and velvety with a hint of husk.
A dead village in the wild mountains—and a living, breathing enchantress.
Lu Xin did not react, but its comrade moved in front of He Yue, baring its teeth with a low growl at the woman.
It sensed danger.
He Chunhua halted, frowning. “That’s my question. If you’ve men in ambush, bring them out. Blood on the air can’t be hidden.”
The beauty wagged a finger. “When I arrived, the villagers were already dead. It wasn’t my doing.”
“Where are their bodies then?”
“Moved to the back...
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