"Go save her!" Yan Lingyi frantically grabbed Yan Fei’s hand.

Save her, hurry and save her!

She had already experienced the pain of losing a daughter once, and now she knew Xia Weibao was her daughter, the daughter she owed so much to that she could never repay in a lifetime!

She absolutely could not endure losing her a second time!

No need for verification anymore, this time she wouldn’t do any damn verification!

The feeling is unmistakable, the natural bond between mother and daughter is infallible.

She had made a mistake once, she absolutely would not make the same mistake again!

"I’ll arrange it right away! Aunt, rest for a bit first."

Yan Fei set Yan Lingyi down, quickly turned around, and headed towards the study.

Always calm in the face of danger, even the man who didn’t flinch when questioned last time now found himself clumsy and flustered.

His usually steady steps were slightly chaotic.

This fear of loss, this urgent desire to protect someone, was something Yan Weiyang had never given him.

This panic only arose when Yan Yuexian was in trouble.

If Xia Weibao wasn’t his sister, who was?

Yan Fei’s eyes were fierce; whoever dared to touch his sister, he’d take their life!

Tang Manor.

Xia Weibao crouched in the corner of the room, her head tilted against the wall.

Her eyes were closed, listening quietly to her surroundings.

Footsteps drew closer, someone had already searched the building and arrived at the door.

With a bang, the room door was pushed open.

Someone had entered.

Slowly, Xia Weibao’s closed eyes opened, reflecting a chilling light.

A moment ago she was a peaceful, harmless girl sleeping, and the next, she exuded a murderous aura!

Her slender, elegant fingers turned into blades unsheathed, her figure like lightning, disappearing from where she stood.

Immediately after, the sound of bones snapping could be heard at the doorway.

A girl in black attire, her hair flowing like a ghostly figure, slowly released her grip on the necks of two men.

The two burly, armed men collapsed like rag dolls.

"She’s over there, chase her!"

Bam bam bam—

A volley of bullets swept over, about seven in total. Xia Weibao didn’t dodge but instead quickly advanced.

Her hands moved like the wind, and the seven bullets were caught between her fingers.

Her figure ghosted through the group of seven, leaving nothing but an afterimage at the corner.

The seven men who fired stood motionless.

Yet between their brows, there was a bullet-sized red dot, with bright red blood streaming down their faces.

Xia Weibao was so fast that they remained standing even in death, only falling after nearly a minute had passed.

Following the memorized route, Xia Weibao swiftly descended the stairs and ran towards the edge of the estate.

With Qinggong enhancing her legs, her speed was astonishing!

The others had just noticed her and fired wildly in her direction, but she was already gone.

Charging into danger alone, without a single worry.

In terms of speed, catching her here was a mere dream for these people!

Bam bam bam—

Behind her, the chaotic gunfire kept resounding, the commotion drawing almost everyone in pursuit.

Faced with a blockade ahead, she grabbed a handful of tree branches and infused them with Inner Strength, turning seemingly fragile twigs into lethal weapons.

Like blades cutting through the air, they shot toward the enemies ahead at lightning speed!

The three interceptors hadn’t even seen what was coming before the branches pierced their throats, followed closely by Xia Weibao’s cold and deadly face.