All the manor's gates opened uniformly, and big groups of soldiers swarmed out like bees, swiftly heading to the designated area. The sound of galloping and the heavy footsteps woke up the sleeping city as noise penetrated the silence.
The fire torches lit up the manor's surroundings. Noticing that something was wrong, the assassins tried to escape. But a black figure flashed by and pulled the lightly injured Ya Lanzhu away with one hand, and choked somebody to death with another.
In an instant, the well-trained soldiers and guards had blocked all escape routes and completely surrounded the men in grey. The fire from the torches illuminated the hopeless faces on the assassins as well as the eyes of the bloody, unkempt man who leaned against the wall.
