Seven to eight men dressed in black suddenly emerged from the outskirts, their sharp eyes fixed on Miss Qiao.
Although Qiaoqiao felt somewhat surprised, there was no trace of shock in her demeanor. She didn't waste any words on them and immediately unleashed a barrage of flying needles, sending them scattering like flower petals carried away by the wind.
Her Excellency Lady Qiaoqiao had no patience for questions like "Who are you guys?"
Regardless of their identities, if they had come to take her life, they needed to be prepared to face death.
Qiao Mu's attack was swift and unrelenting. Following the volley of flying needles, she swiftly produced over a hundred talismans from her inner world, hurling them at the group of men in black without hesitation.
