Ran Yan knew that the guards in the yard must have been dealt with, otherwise, when she had wounded that person, the scream would surely have been heard by someone.
For now, she could only play it by ear.
The men, seeing Ran Yan holding an oil-paper umbrella, looked at it warily for a few moments, but then thought, it's just an umbrella, it couldn't hide anything significant, and did not stop her.
Ran Yan handed over a large cloak, and a group of men in black instinctively stepped back.
Having under-estimated their opponent at first and suffered for it, they were now being overly cautious.
Ran Yan scoffed and, standing in the corridor, opened the umbrella. Seeing that the men in black still meant to threaten her with Wan Lu, she coldly said, "Find something and protect her."
Being dragged around in nothing but her undershirt in the freezing snow, she would be lucky to survive even if not directly harmed.
