The wind atop the unfinished building carried dust as it swept past the hem of Bai Ye's black-and-gold trench coat, rustling through the exposed steel framework with hollow, lingering sounds.
The black body of the Black Flood Dragon M300 rested against the front of his coat, its metal parts reflecting the full moon overhead with a cold gleam.
Bai Ye pressed his cheek behind the scope, staring intently at the street swallowed by darkness.
"Is Hidden Rat a fucking cripple? Why is he walking so damn slow?"
He was somewhat irritated. A god was waiting to snipe you, and you still wouldn't show your face. Did you have no sense of etiquette?
He raised his wrist and checked the dark-gold Star of Glory. It was 23:46. Divine Power would recover in another fourteen minutes.
But he didn't need to wait for Divine Power to recover to kill Hidden Rat. One second would be enough.
Suddenly, Bai Ye's ear twitched as faint footsteps drifted over from afar.
He immediately looked through the scope and saw a white figure slowly approaching from the end of the road between the low walls lining the shabby alley.
The spotless white suit stood out starkly in the night.
The man walked at an even pace, carrying himself with leisurely composure. His polished leather shoes stepped over the gravel without making the slightest sound.
Moonlight broke through the clouds overhead, illuminating the smile at the man's lips.
The newcomer was none other than Hidden Rat, leader of the Zodiac!
Elegant, confident, and composed, his smile was as brilliant as spring sunlight. There was nothing about him that could be associated with the filthy rats in the sewers.
"Fuck, I hate white suits most of all!" Bai Ye cursed as he raised his sniper rifle and began