Night fell, and the lanterns were lit.
The sky was studded with stars, like countless brilliant gems.
The Yunlai Inn was brightly lit.
Inside the house, several assassins inexplicably felt uneasy, constantly worrying that something might happen.
The assassin looked at the pigeon in the cage, growing more and more anxious.
He didn't know who had saved the Right Minister's son, Zhao Xu.
This was Daqi's territory; finding someone here was as difficult as climbing to the sky.
They had asked Duke Chong for help, but despite sending a message, why had he not replied?
Thinking about how Duke Chong's Mansion had been taken over by Marquis Dongxiang, the assassins were filled with unease.
The pigeon should have flown to Dongxiang Marquis Mansion.
Would that blank letter alert the enemy?
The man grew more and more uneasy and said, "I'll take a trip to Duke Chong's Mansion."
"I'll go with you," another Hidden Guard said.
"No need."
The man walked to the window and leapt out.
