In the hall, Kosaburo Kameida found that contact with his companions had been severed, and he howled in urgency.
Right when he was seething with rage, the lights in the hall suddenly went out.
In an instant, what had been as bright as daytime transformed into a night flowing with thick ink, where one couldn't see their own fingers before them.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
Wang Hao, hidden in the shadows, began to pick them off one by one.
Kosaburo Kameida, shocked, bellowed furiously, "Charge, kill him, kill him!"
The other passengers also screamed incessantly, the scene descending into chaos.
By comparison, Gao Qian'er was relatively calm.
She attempted to slip away quietly while Kosaburo Kameida wasn't paying attention.
Seeing Gao Qian'er trying to escape, Kosaburo Kameida drew his gleaming Curved Scimitar, placing it in front of her snow-white neck.
At that moment, Wang Hao had already charged into the crowd with his sword.
