"It's on fire, it's on fire! Put out the fire! Catch the assassin, catch the assassin, the one in black is the assassin!",The commotion outside his room woke Zhu Yijun, who was drowsy. He opened his eyes in a daze and saw a large bed with three-sided screen walls around it. The sandalwood bed frame was dark with a purple tinge, appearing ancient and profound, emitting an elegant sheen. In the candlelight, one could discern carvings of several five-clawed golden dragons.,Zhu Yijun was playing to his greatest advantage; at only ten years old, he could feign innocence.。