There was something different about the neon-lit street tonight.
Zhu Zhulin could not quite put her finger on what was different, but as a three-ring Soul Elder, she was highly alert.
There was not a single pedestrian on either side of the street, which was already strange. It was only around nine at night, and this was normally a street full of food stalls that did not close until around midnight.
Moreover, the street was near the Nuoding Soul Master Academy, and students sometimes sneaked over in the middle of the night to buy a late-night snack.
Most importantly, this was the street where the three-bedroom, two-living-room home of Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu, the goddesses of the Nuoding Junior Soul Master Academy, was located. By all rights, young boys should have been coming by frequently.
Sensing something amiss, Zhu Zhulin slowed her steps. Soul power was already building within her body, ready to be unleashed the moment danger arose.
As she slowly approached her front door, Zhu Zhulin grew increasingly cautious. The smaller apartment next door was dark tonight; Grandmaster must have been sleeping at the academy.
A key appeared in her hand. Just as she was about to open the door, dozens of figures emerged around the street.
Zhu Zhulin turned to look. They were dozens of black-clad men, all carrying short blades, exactly like the previous group of attackers. They rapidly closed in on her.
Seeing that success was within reach, Xiao Chenyu relaxed. He slowly emerged from the shadows, clapping his hands in delight as he approached Zhu Zhulin with a vicious expression.
"So it was you!"
Zhu Zhulin immediately understood the whole chain of events. The previous assassination attempt and this incident fell into place. No wonder no Soul Masters had taken part last time.