Jiang Baiyan swung his sword down in one clean motion, instantly drawing the alarmed and fearful attention of more than a dozen guests nearby.

Shi Dai's ears were still burning with residual heat, but amidst the chaos, she caught the sound of a man’s voice, almost cracking with panic.

“Young Master… Young Master, help me!”

And right behind that plea came an overwhelming tide of desperate, shrill screams.