The air in the first-floor corridor was foul.
Severed limbs littered the expensive handmade carpet.
The cruelty of the Succession War had been laid bare in this single hour.
Luo Ye kept both hands in the pockets of his beach shorts, his battered cloth shoes squelching through pools of blood.
Following the transparent thread of Nen that only he could sense, he headed toward the eastern section.
A few low-level Nen Beasts running out of control foolishly attacked him along the way. Luo Ye did not even lift a hand. He merely released a trace of black Specialization Nen pressure and crushed the small fry into dust.
At the end of the corridor stood a massive blast door engraved with the emblem of the Kakin Empire's Seventh Prince.
Twenty fully armed guards, all high-level Nen users, stood outside it.
They wore matching black combat uniforms and carried large-caliber submachine guns.
Their captain was a one-eyed man who radiated powerful Emission Nen.
Watching the lone man in a Hawaiian shirt approach, the one-eyed captain raised his heavy sword.
"Stop!"
The one-eyed captain barked the command.
"This is the Seventh Prince's private territory. Take one more step and we'll kill you on the spot!"
Luo Ye could not be bothered to spare him a glance. His gaze remained fixed on the door.
The culprit who had spilled his drink was right behind it.
"You're blocking my debt collection," Luo Ye said icily. "Who the hell do you think you are?"
He kept walking without slowing down.
"Open fire!"
The one-eyed captain gave the kill order without hesitation.
Twenty large-caliber submachine guns spat flame at once. Dense volleys of Nen-infused bullets filled the narrow corridor with an inescapable rain of gunfire, all of it pouring into Luo Ye.
Luo Ye had no intention