A knock echoed from a room in Qingfeng Pavilion. The Lifeng Pavilion assassin, who was sharpening his dagger, hesitated before opening the door. A gust of cold wind rushed in, tangling his hair, and before he could react, a flash of icy light pierced his vision.
Bitterly cold wind,
Blade's light suddenly ignited, plunging forward with ruthless precision, shattering his heart,
Blood boiling hot.
The intruder shoved the corpse through the doorway, then casually shut the door behind him. He stepped nimbly over the silk threads scattered on the ground, knocked open the hidden door, and disappeared into the passage beyond.
He slipped quickly through the narrow space and emerged in the kitchen.
