The golden flames and billowing smoke poured out into the hallway. Li Yan stepped out from the spreading black smoke, exposing himself to the surveillance.
"He's here!"
The female soldier, her eyes glued to the screen, shouted as she furiously typed on the keyboard. Gun muzzles popped out from every hidden corner of the passage, frantically firing at Li Yan as he nonchalantly walked by.
The sound of gunfire echoed throughout the floor, with yellow brass casings popping like popcorn nonstop. But other than leaving unsightly bullet holes in the walls and ceiling, they achieved nothing.
Suddenly, the screen was filled with the sharpened blade of a sword, its cold patterns countable, then with a loud bang, shattered to bits, leaving only the hiss of static on the screen.
