Bang ——
The heart explodes, blood splattered everywhere.
The guard with a pierced chest wobbles and collapses to the ground with a "thud."
A shadow emerges from beneath the feet of another guard, slips into the chest wound, and within moments, the man, now lifeless, stands up again.
His eyes are hollow, actions wooden, like a puppet on strings.
The two men arrive at the stone gate, place their palms in the center of the array. A bright glow flashes, and the heavy door slowly opens to both sides.
Step, step, step ——
Moments later, slow footsteps echo in the narrow passageway.
The dim candlelight illuminates Chu Heng's pale face, his eyes glistening with a faint blood-red glint.
"Fortunately, Mr. Duan made preparations in advance. Looks like everything is as I thought. Take advantage of the chaos and leave here quickly," he mutters, not knowing to whom he's speaking.
"What on earth is going on outside, the tremors are so strong?"
"Could it be an enemy invasion?"
