The explosion had lit the night sky like a second sun.
Light and sound seared across the Bai Clan estate—and in its wake came chaos.
Bells began to ring.
Guards jolted awake, Bai Clan members burst from their chambers, and eyes swept across the sky like crashing waves.
Cries of alarm echoed in all directions.
"The inner courtyard!"
"An explosion—someone's attacking!"
"It's in Bai Zihan's courtyard direction!"
"Check on Bai Zihan—now!"
…
Meanwhile, halfway across the estate, heading towards Bai Xinyue, the second group of assassins had stopped short.
They stood on a tiled roof just outside the barrier leading to Bai Xinyue's residence—silent, cloaked in shadow, still unseen.
But all five turned toward the sudden blast of light in the distance.
The leader's eyes narrowed behind his mask.
"Those idiots!"
It had only been a few seconds since they had separated—and already, an explosion had rocked the estate.
