Chapter 100: The Dragon Has a Reverse Scale, Touch It and You Will Die

Outside the mansion, amidst a dense forest, a man clad in a black bodysuit lay on a large tree, his complexion extremely unsightly.

"Damn it, it was so close to success—who exactly is this man? Even that he could react, no wonder he made those two idiots fail. Interesting, but I enjoy hunting such experts."

With a curse, the man's face broke into a bloodthirsty grin as he repositioned his weapon and lowered his head, searching for an opportunity.

There was some distance between his position and the mansion, and the terrain was exceedingly advantageous, providing a direct line of sight to Su Xiyue's window. Moreover, with the dense foliage for concealment, the man was confident that ordinary bodyguards would never detect his presence, so he felt no need to relocate.

Time slowly passed, and after several minutes, Su Xiyue's room remained utterly still. The assassin grew restless, a sense of danger rising within him.

It was too quiet.