A dozen men, leaping out of the main hall of the old mansion.

The reason it was leaping was because behind them, the sound of something being smashed kept coming up.

The shouting and cursing that went on and on made for excellent background accompaniment.

Lin Mengya was dressed in cloth, but she stood in the middle of the courtyard with extreme elegance, looking at those people coldly and indifferently.

"Reverse! It's against it! Master, I think these people are ...