Blood splattered everywhere.
The servant's face was ferocious, his dagger suspended mid-air, swinging randomly forward, but never advancing an inch. In that split second, the monk who had been standing beside Su Hongtao frighteningly struck with his chopsticks, pushing the person and pinning him against the wall.
The sudden assassination caught everyone off guard, especially during a banquet. When the servant's painful gasps sounded, a violent uproar erupted in the hall.
"Murder! Assassin! There's an assassin!"
The entire Bright Moon Hall finally erupted in a wave of panic.
Almost simultaneously, the railing on the second floor exploded with a loud crash.
A black-clad assassin suddenly burst out, his single blade sweeping through, shattering all the palace lanterns. The burning lamp oil fell like a rain of meteors, landing directly on the overturned screen, and the hall instantly caught fire, smoke billowing everywhere.
