All the guests on the second floor shot to their feet in terror!
Right before their eyes, the five burly men who had looked so ferocious were frozen into ice sculptures in the middle of their attack.
It was abrupt, without the slightest warning.
The blue-haired young man wore a white suit, looking incomparably elegant.
But at that moment, he swept his icy blue eyes over the onlookers.
A chill rose in everyone's heart.
They saw an icy, deathly stillness in his eyes.
He was not someone to provoke.
That was the thought that crossed everyone's mind at the same instant.
The onlookers immediately scattered without a trace.
Only the trembling waiter remained.
He was merely an ordinary mercenary, making some extra money and gathering intelligence while his team was stationed here.
Who could have known he would encounter such a terrifying monster?
"Bring another pot of tea."
With that cold voice, the blue-haired young man returned to his seat.
His gaze leisurely drifted into the distance.
There was only darkness in the distance...
Inside the brightly lit building, all he could see in the glass curtain wall was his own reflection.
"Such profound darkness... Night Ghost, tonight's slaughter must have been quite enjoyable."
"Tomorrow, I'll treat you to a drink."
Muttering to himself, the young man lifted the freshly served teacup and drained the boiling water in one gulp.
Yet many things in this world often went against one's wishes.
He did not know, nor did anyone else. Only a merchant barely clinging to life had witnessed that unimaginable scene.
Night Ghost would probably never make it back.
This night was so long.
"His claws weren't poisoned. It's just that this claw seems to have gone through too much slaughter. The wounds it tears open are difficult to