"It's fine. They know their limits, and they won't kill the man," she said with a breezy smile. After finishing two cups of wine, Feng Jiu headed back to the front courtyard with Guan Xi Lin.
As they arrived, they saw a figure with a sack on his head being hauled over by the guards. Seeing Feng Jiu, the Feng Guards and others bowed at once, and one of them said, "Mistress, we caught an assassin who had scaled the wall."
"Oh? So, we've had an assassin come to pay us a visit, have we?" She said with a slight grin, gesturing for them to remove the sack from off of his head.
Qi Kang removed the sack to reveal a badly battered man. The men who had been holding him up released him, and he slumped to the ground. Staring at Feng Jiu through his swollen eyes, he kept his mouth shut.
Because the front courtyard was well-lit, even though the face of the man on the ground was badly swollen, his features were still faintly visible, and he wore luxurious robes.
