As Christopher was contemplating his escape, he saw the bald man grab a shovel from the ground and stride towards another tree about ten meters away.
"How dare you gather here to rob graves! This is a crime—stop immediately!"
Before the bald man could get close, a sharp voice rang out from behind the tree.
Damn, for a moment, he thought he was busted.
There were so many people on the other side, and they were armed. No matter how skilled he was, it would be hard to fend them off.
Luckily, it wasn't him who was exposed. But... why did that voice sound so familiar?
While Christopher was still puzzled, a figure full of valor stepped out from behind the tree.
Christopher was taken aback.
Her face was a portrait of determination, her demeanor icy, and her eyes glimmered with fearless re
