Just as they passed through a small path in the garden, they saw four to five long-necked zombie cranes swooping down from mid-air.
In her anxiousness, Queen Zhao stared at the shortsword spiritual weapon in her hand and reflexively swung it. The blade shot out by a foot, turning it into a treasured sword, and it just sliced off one of the zombie cranes' heads without room for objection.
This shortsword spiritual weapon was precisely the one that Qiao Mu had given to her previously.
The giant ape had taken it from Northern Wei's Fifth Highness as tribute back then, and Qiao Mu regifted it to Queen Zhao. Now, it had saved her life.
As Queen Zhao was wrestling with the remaining zombie cranes, Yi'an had long nabbed an opening to slink away.
By the time Queen Zhao finally finished dealing with those zombie cranes and glanced back, she saw that Yi'an had already run to a building on the other side and was about to step inside.
