After resting for a while, Yang Jingshen felt the burning pain in his body ebbing away little by little. Of course, it was still there, but his restful state helped dull the sharp stab of the pain. Thereafter, he settled onto a more comfortable position on his perch on the tree and turned his eyes downward.
A little distance away -maybe a few tens of meters at most- a man was standing vigil, his whole body exuding an air of tense attentiveness. He was armed to the nines, and from the looks of it, was even wearing a bulletproof vest.
Yang Jingshen chuckled silently when he saw this. Sure enough, these guys had all sorts of advanced and elaborate tricks up their sleeves, even for a low-level guard like this one. Truly worthy enough to be one of the most powerful crime families in the empire.
'Looks like they didn't find the body yet.'
