But why were they getting involved in this entire mess?
He didn't waste any more time deliberating.
He reached for his handgun, pulling it smoothly from his waistband.
BANG.
BANG.
BANG.
Three shots rang out in rapid succession, echoing through the hall like thunder.
Three bodies collapsed onto the marble floor, blood pooling beneath them in spreading crimson halos.
"NOOOOOOO!" Tang Yanshi's anguished scream tore through the air, primal and broken.
He couldn't do anything. Couldn't stop it. Couldn't save them.
The servants and family members still hiding dropped to their knees, their legs giving way as they trembled uncontrollably.
Mu Yunchen tossed the handgun casually to Li Feng, who caught it smoothly. He stepped back, brushing blood off his cuff as if it were nothing more than dust.
He turned and strode toward the exit, his footsteps echoing through the deathly silent hall.
