Zhang Heng jumped off the balcony and landed gently on the ground.
On his left, the guests in Lucilla's domus were still singing and dancing. When the musician plucked the lyre's string, its melodious tune coupled with the laughter of the guests broke through from the other side of the wall. It was as if the happiness would never end.
But in comparison, the street outside the domus was quieter.
It was past midnight. Hence, no pedestrians were walking around the street.
This was not good news for Zhang Heng since assassins usually preferred chaotic environments like crowded markets or an arena full of spectators or a tavern or brothel with a constant flow of customers. In places like these, Zhang Heng could make an assassin disappear easily.
