The music of strings and flutes came to an abrupt halt. The people who moments before had been laughing heartily, indulging in debauchery, were now as if their throats had been constricted, too terrified to utter a sound.
"Who are you people? Why have you trespassed into this private residence?"
A servant, who looked like a butler, hurried over, sternly demanding.
The commander of the Demon Hunter Army drew the saber at his waist and directly severed the man's head. Blood gushed out like a pillar, soaring into the air. The severed head traced a parabolic arc through the sky before crashing heavily at everyone's feet.
"Ah!!"
Hoarse screams pierced the night sky.
The commander, brandishing his blood-stained saber, pointed its tip at everyone present, "Resist, and you will be killed without mercy!"
The commotion from the front courtyard reached the back. The vivid, passionate scene unfolding within the room was abruptly stopped. The man kicked the woman off him, pulled on his clothes while grabbing a dagger from under the pillow, finished off the woman with a single stab, then pushed open the window facing the courtyard wall. Leaving two footprints on the windowsill, he retreated back into the room, leaped onto the bed, opened a secret passage hidden at the head of the bed, and disappeared into it.
After controlling everyone in the front courtyard, the Demon Hunter Army stormed into the back.
"General!"
The soldiers searched the entire back courtyard and discovered the brutally murdered woman and the remaining footprints on the windowsill in a second-floor room.
"Dig three feet deep if you have to, but find the person!"
The Demon Hunter Army surrounded the courtyard. Not a living person, not even a fly, could possibly escape. The target had deliberately left footprints to mislead them, making them believe he had fled. But they didn't know that even if the back courtyard faced a dense forest, the Demon Hunter Army could still pinpoint a fly that had flown into the woods.
Since the guards at the back courtyard had given no warning, it meant the target had not left through the back.
Therefore, he was either still hiding in the courtyard or had escaped through a secret passage!
...
The man pushed open the hidden door concealed within the stones and emerged from the secret tunnel.
He stood on a small hill higher than the ground level. Looking back at the faintly visible lights in the distance, a cold glint flashed in his eyes.
"Just wait. I will repay this humiliation a hundredfold!"
He gritted his teeth and was about to withdraw his gaze and turn to leave when he suddenly trembled. A sense of crisis, as if being stared at by a venomous snake, filled him. He turned and looked towards the dark forest. Two figures, one black and one white, slowly emerged from the darkness.
Nan Shiying's upgraded eyes gave her perfect night vision. She could clearly see the man's vigilant gaze and his furrowed brows.
Honestly, he was hideous!
As the two figures stepped out of the darkness and their appearances were revealed, the man's vigilance turned into deep terror.
"Ji... Ji Jinmo!"
His throat felt dry and tight, as if he hadn't had water for days. This man, who dared to challenge Ji Hong and teach him a lesson, was now trembling. His back was instantly drenched in cold sweat. A fear erupting from the depths of his heart instantly engulfed him. At that moment, he even heard the death knell from hell.
Some people, just by standing there, were enough to shatter one's courage.
"Spare me, and I can help you obtain the throne."
The man did not want to die, nor did he want to live a fate worse than death. He offered a condition that would surely tempt the other party, waiting with hope for a response. But he only saw a pair of cold, unfeeling eyes. The way those eyes looked at him was as if he were already a dead man.
His legs gave out, and the man knelt on the ground, retracting his previous offer: "No, no, I am willing to surrender to you, willing to be your dog!"
"Tsk~"
Nan Shiying clicked her tongue.
She had thought the man was someone significant, but he turned out to be such a spineless wretch.