Sniper Kill

January 2nd, afternoon.

Let's go back to the present moment, when Shisui had just put away the rubbing of the first volume of "Soul, Body, and Psychic Energy".

"De de de... De de de..."

He then smoothed out the "wrinkles" that appeared in the air when the Alternate Space was opened.

Then I heard a soft, rhythmic knocking sound coming from the window behind me.

In the instant he turned around, the Feather Powder folded through the space and penetrated the wall, completely enveloping the window from which the sound was coming.

After confirming what was outside, Shisui slowly pushed open the frosted glass window.

"Squeak--"

The moment the dark figure peeked out the window, Shisui reached out and, with a "whoosh!" grabbed the other person's throat.

Then, in an instant, it was dragged inside the window.

"Click!"

The windows were closed, Feather Powder gathered, and the space was isolated once again.

"Coo coo... coo coo..."

Shisui held the dusty pigeon in his hand; the pigeon struggled for a moment and then remained still.

Immediately afterwards, two pairs of blood-red eyes locked eyes.

Strangely, he sensed from the pigeon's tiny, bead-like eyes the unspoken message, "My life is over."

"Carrier pigeon?"

Just in case, he still held the pigeon tightly, but he loosened his grip slightly.

The pigeon felt as if it could live again, so it mustered its courage and began to speak.

"Gurgle... The traitor is making moves, and I fear he will seize the Bo Xi Family tomorrow. Bo Xiqian will be heading south by boat tonight to Huanshui."

Shisui listened calmly, squeezed the pigeon in his hand, and said, "Send a message back: Bo Xiqian won't be able to board the ship tonight."

After saying that, he opened the window and threw the pigeon, which came from Bo Xiwan, out.

"Coo! Coo coo!"

Ignoring the mournful cries of the fleeing pigeons, Shisui put on his shoes, pulled up his hood, and went straight out the door.

Now that the target has voluntarily left Shengtian Public School, there's no need to drag things out.

Perfect timing. After we've finished killing them, we can explore the library again tomorrow when things get chaotic.

As evening fell, the wind swept across the water, and the ripples it created were swallowed up by the waves.

Shisui stood outside the harbor, gazing at the orange-red sunset gradually touching the horizon in the far distance.

"Dudu--"

The sound of cruise ship horns blaring before departure echoed from the dock, and the last boat of the day bound for Huanshui Wu City was also preparing to set sail.

The next boat that goes directly to the Wu City, which is also the last one, will be three hours later.

His Shisui steps paused only briefly before he began to walk again.

As he jogged along the pier, he resembled any of the other pedestrians exercising in the evening.

The dock is very large, with numerous containers, machinery, ships, and workers all mixed together inside.

The outer perimeter is surrounded by iron railings, trees, and nearby residents.

To infiltrate, assassinate, and then leave without a trace is undoubtedly difficult.

Bo Xiqian, who was about to seize power, was fully aware of his predicament.

Therefore, he rarely leaves Shengtian Public School, and even when he does, he spends most of his time in the relatively safe carriage.

Therefore, he most likely wouldn't leave the protective carriage before boarding the ship.

This means that Bo Xiqian, who has fled abroad, will have far fewer opportunities to find than he did at Shengtian Public School.

However, there are pros and cons.

Even if we kill him at Shengtian Public School, we still have to consider the issue of evacuation.

His thoughts wandered Shisui; before the sun had even sunk Tianpiao Ocean, he had already roughly figured out the surrounding terrain and buildings.

He turned and jogged into a side road, then began to gradually diminish his presence.

As he passed a building directly opposite the dock, his presence vanished silently into the crowd.

The next moment, Shisui, wearing a hood, appeared on the roof of the building.

The last ray of the setting sun shone on the pure black clothes, gradually darkening and disappearing, as if swallowed up.

Kakugan emerged from the darkness, glaring Shisui at the still bustling docks in the distance, quietly awaiting their moment.

"Gurgle... gurgle..."

The wheels, twice the size of those of a regular carriage, kicked up a bit of dust from the road.

Six of the finest horses, some with Beastfolk blood, pulled a large, lacquered, gilded wooden carriage past.

Golden threads outlined strange patterns on the car body, and faintly, Psychic Energy fluctuations emanated from the patterns.

At this moment, Bo Xiqian and several classmates from aristocratic families sat quietly inside the carriage.

No one spoke; everyone let the atmosphere stagnate in the small space.

After all, they weren't going on a spring outing; they were going to seize power.

This trip is a matter of victory or death, and no one is in the mood to make clever jokes at this time.

"Whoo--"

The carriage slowly came to a stop, and then the driver's respectful voice came from the front of the carriage. "Young master, we've arrived at the dock."

Go ask them how much longer until the ship departs.

"Yes."

Only after the sound of the coachman's footsteps had faded did Bo Xiqian speak.

"Ladies and gentlemen, once you get off the vehicle, you will be outside the protective range of the shield."

"Board the ship immediately and do not linger in the port."

"Everyone should have brought their own food and drinks. Once you board the ship, go to your rooms and don't come out."

After listening, everyone around nodded, indicating that they understood.

To prevent assassination, they had to do this before meeting with the members of the Wu City.

A moment later, footsteps sounded outside the carriage again; the driver had returned.

"Young Master, there are still five minutes before the official boarding time, but someone has already informed us that you can board the ship early."

"Okay, park the car where it's closest to the boat."

"Yes."

The carriage moved again, gradually drifting to a noisy place, and then stopped.

Bo Xiqian knew they had arrived at their destination.

"Let's go, hurry up."

He got up inside the car, bending slightly to avoid hitting the roof.

I patted the clothes that had become wrinkled from sitting for so long, and something on the hem flashed with a faint light.

He opened the car door and stepped out first.

After getting out of the carriage, Bo Xiqian didn't stop to wait for the others, but hurried towards the cruise ship.

He was very fast, and in a flash he overtook the many passengers still waiting in line to board the ship, and rushed to the boarding gate.

At this moment, there were still crew members guarding the boarding gate. He went straight up to them and spoke.

"I am Bo Xiqian. I've already spoken to you. Please open the door and let me in..."

"Bang!"

The splashes of crimson water stained the crew members, creating a stark contrast between the slight drop in temperature at night and the warmth on their faces.

Bo Xiqian's head, right before his eyes, burst open like a balloon punctured by a needle.

"Ahhh--!"

The crowd waiting to board the ship screamed, some retreated and fled, while others crouched down on the spot.

The scene was chaotic, and a stampede even occurred amidst the crowding.

Bo Xiqian's companions, unaware of what was happening, could only struggle against the flow of people to approach the boarding gate.

When they arrived, they realized the seriousness of the situation.

Bo Xiqian, who had just been talking to them, was now lying in a pool of blood.

His head was now completely empty.