Night fell. The City of Slaughter, which had never been bright even during the day, now seemed to have been veiled in yet another layer of mystery.
The air, already thick with slaughter and desire, had gained an added chill.
Beneath the moonlight, a figure flickered with ghostlike agility.
Her tight black bodysuit fully outlined the nearly perfect curves of her body.
"This is the place."
Hu Liena's expression tightened slightly as she stopped some distance away from a secluded inn.
This was precisely where she had tracked Qin Shiyuan to during the day.
If nothing unexpected had happened, that man should still be resting here.
With that thought, Hu Liena no longer hesitated. Her figure turned into a shadow once more as she silently slipped inside.
In the pitch-black darkness, Hu Liena moved as naturally as a fish in water.
Adapting to darkness was a skill every fallen one had to learn.
But she guessed that Qin Shiyuan, as a newcomer, was still far from reaching that level.
Sure enough, after silently checking several rooms, Hu Liena quickly discovered the only guest room that carried the presence of a living person.
In the darkness, killing intent suddenly flashed through her eyes, which blended into the night.
After nimbly climbing in through the window, she seemed to transform into a life-reaping phantom, silently appearing beside the bed.
Seeing the faintly raised outline beneath the blanket, rising and falling in a steady rhythm, Hu Liena's heart immediately filled with a disdainful sneer.
"You dare sleep in the City of Slaughter, Silver Masked Butcher? You deserve to die!"
With that thought, a short blade no more than a foot long flashed with a cold gleam beneath the moonlight.
The next instant, it stabbed viciously toward the sleeping Qin Shiyuan in Hu Liena's