Retreating after an assassination was like dancing on a tightrope.
No matter how many contingency plans they had, danger was always close at hand.
Everyone was on edge, because if they were discovered at this moment, they would surely die.
If they were not discovered, they could withdraw safely all the way.
Life or death—it was that extreme. There was no such thing as merely being wounded.
Yin Sang rested with his eyes closed. It was impossible for him not to be nervous at all, but honestly, he was not as nervous as the others imagined.
Ever since becoming a knight, he had grown accustomed to this kind of life.
He only regretted that he had failed to complete the mission. This trip had ultimately been imperfect.
As he repeatedly replayed the entire assassination in his mind, Yin Sang noticed many details he had overlooked at the time.
"The possibility of an insider is low. Very few people knew the exact timing, and none of them had a chance to send word."
Although Yin Sang had cursed the Blue Star Federation Dark Faction's collaborators, he did not doubt their professional competence.
The mission's starting time had been under his control. Even if the people over there were too amateurish, the person maintaining contact with him certainly would not have changed things midway. There was no possibility of a leak.
It was even less likely to have come from his side. Otherwise, it would have been a counter-encirclement with the enemy concentrating their firepower, rather than being caught off guard by him.
Judging from the Ministry of Defense Building's reaction, they had not been mentally prepared at all.
With every possibility ruled out, only the one he had dismissed from the start remained... It really had been a coincidence.
Someone had