Chapter 112: Better to Die than to Retreat!

Over a dozen figures, skilled and trained, entered the mansion silently, their footsteps soundless as they searched for their target under the dim light.

One of them took the lead to the second floor, gently opening the door to the bedroom.

White clothing could barely be seen from the window down to the shower room. The only door with light coming from it in the entire villa was that of the shower room, evidence enough that Yacha was taking a shower.

The shadowy assassin slowly drew his long sword, the blade emitting a cold gleam, his murderous intent overwhelming.

One step, two steps...

He quietly approached, listened to the rain-like sound of water from inside, held the sword in one hand, while the other lightly touched the doorknob, ready to burst in and deliver a fatal blow to Yacha in a flash!

Suddenly, the door swung open, the long sword cleaved across ferociously, and the wall, like tofu, offered no resistance, being sliced open with a smooth crack.