Ning Jing heard a cold laugh coming from the next room, where two men were talking.
"Why did he have to pick Su Liang of all people, that bitch!"
"I thought there was a master protecting her, but it went so smoothly!"
"Did he really send the master to protect Su Liang? Serves him right, haha."
"Would that Su Liang suspect our Master..."
"She has no evidence! Let's go!"
...
The neighboring room returned to silence.
Ning Jing waited for about a quarter of an hour before going over.
He entered through the back window and was greeted by a strong scent of blood, as well as a faint whiff of aphrodisiac incense.
After taking an antidote made by Su Liang, Ning Jing saw the body he had arranged to replace him in the dim moonlight.
The lower half of the body was on the bed, the upper half hung over the edge, and the head was on the ground. The waist had been slashed several times, almost cut in half.
Bright red blood spread across the floor, forming a dark lake.
