C396 Third Prince Jun Mu Nan

In the middle of the night, there was complete silence.

At the entrance of Xu Zhaoning's tent, a silhouette had just approached when she was alarmed by the killing intent radiating from the tent. The black shadow instantly retreated, but was still hit by the projectile from the tent. He cursed under his breath and desperately retreated.

The alarmed Dark Guard instantly surrounded him