Bai Tianheng had already moved.
He strode toward the assassin embedded in the shattered stone pillar, his expression dark.
A few Bai Clan elders followed closely, sealing the surrounding space to prevent any unexpected movement.
The assassin lay slumped against the cracked stone, blood pooling beneath her.
Her chest still rose—barely.
Bai Tianheng reached out, fingers moving to restrain her meridians.
His expression changed.
Too late!
The assassin's lips twitched.
A faint, almost mocking smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
Then—
Crack!
A subtle sound, like something shattering within her teeth.
Her eyes lost focus instantly.
Her breathing almost instantly stopped.
Dead!
Bai Tianheng's face darkened completely.
"Damn it!"
The curse rang loudly through the hall.
As expected of a professional.
Poison concealed within her teeth—she never intended to escape from here.
Several elders clenched their fists in frustration.
Still, Bai Tianheng did not stop there.
