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After properly concealing the body, Ye Tian turned his gaze towards the sky. It was already night, and the surroundings were quite dim. Ye Tian's main purpose for looking at the sky was to determine whether there would be bright moonlight tonight.
Sometimes, many details can influence the success or failure of an event. Ye Tian belonged to the type that was good at observing and utilizing such details.
At this moment, the moon was just rising, its light soft and gentle. The sky was calm and clear, making it a night with a bright moon and few stars.
People often say that a Moonless Night with Strong Winds is a night for murder, but in reality, this saying is not entirely accurate. A Moonless Night with Strong Winds can create a feeling of oppression, and when people feel oppressed, they become anxious. Anxiety naturally makes one’s nerves sensitive; it is certainly easier to assassinate someone whose nerves are dull than someone who is highly alert.
Tonight's moonlight was soft and clear, casting a gentle glow that created an atmosphere suitable for drinking and merriment. An atmosphere conducive to revelry would naturally facilitate Ye Tian's actions.
After waiting for a moment longer, the surroundings had become completely dark. Although the moonlight provided some illumination, it remained hazy and unclear.
“It’s time,” Ye Tian thought to himself before quietly stepping forward.
Just as he began to move, Ye Tian furrowed his brow and turned back. He then examined the two bodies once more, shook his head, and climbed over the wall. After a moment, he found a body that matched his own build, changed clothes, and began his mission.
Wang Tianba was someone who valued appearances greatly. The Royal Guard had specific uniforms made from tight-fitting black silk fabric, embroidered with golden threads depicting fierce tigers on the chest and cuffs, exuding an extraordinary presence.
Of course, Ye Tian did not intend to enhance his own aura; simply changing into these clothes would not allow him to blend in seamlessly within the Wang family. However, compared to his previous attire, it would at least serve as a temporary distraction.
Though brief, this distraction could lead to unexpected gains in a critical moment.
After changing clothes, Ye Tian climbed over the high wall into the courtyard. Just as he landed, the door of the second room on the east side opened with a creak, revealing someone inside who intended to step out.
The man had keen eyesight and managed to spot Ye Tian in the dim light, so he stopped his footsteps and looked in Ye Tian's direction.
"Come help me out," Ye Tian seized the opportunity, wanting to use the same trick again to draw him in. From the man's puzzled expression, Ye Tian could tell that he did not recognize him, largely thanks to his clothing.
"What? Which hall are you from?" The man was cautious, his tone slightly sharper.
Ye Tian was taken aback by the question and thought to himself: Which hall? It was likely that the Wang family's guards were divided by certain halls, but even if he figured this out, he still couldn't answer. The hall names could be based on the Four Sacred Beasts like Azure Dragon or White Tiger, or they might use the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches like Jia, Yi, Bing, Ding, or perhaps other names. These titles were quite arbitrary and depended on the preferences of the family head.
Just as Ye Tian was unsure how to respond, a voice echoed from inside the room again.
"Zhao Li, who are you talking to? Hurry back and pour me a drink!" The voice was muddled, clearly indicating that the person had drunk too much.
As soon as this person spoke, more shouts came from inside the room. The words were slurred, mostly implying that Zhao Li was scared of drinking and wanted to escape through the restroom.
Hearing this, Zhao Li turned back with annoyance and cursed a few times before looking back at Ye Tian. However, upon glancing around, he found that Ye Tian had already vanished without a trace; the spot where he had been was now shrouded in darkness.
"Where did he go?" Zhao Li rubbed his eyes. Although he was somewhat sober, he had indeed drunk quite a bit; otherwise, he wouldn't be trying to escape drinking through the restroom.
"Brother... you... drank too much..."
Just as Zhao Li was peering around, a Drunk Man suddenly appeared from beside the door. Without any warning, he threw an arm around Zhao Li's shoulders in an irritating manner.
Zhao Li frowned deeply; he was startled by this person. He wanted to shout at him but hadn't even opened his mouth when he felt something cold against his back followed by the sensation of a sharp knife pressing against him.
"You will die without a doubt if you dare to shout." The Drunk Man was naturally Ye Tian in disguise. He had taken advantage of Zhao Li's moment of distraction when he turned to argue with the people inside the room to slip to the side of the door and hide.
"I wouldn't dare... I wouldn't dare..." Zhao Li hurriedly whispered to Ye Tian, fearing that he might act violently.
Hearing this, Ye Tian secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Previously, he had considered using his agility to directly kill the guard named Zhao Li, but for the sake of caution, he chose to pretend to be drunk. Now it seemed that this person could remain calm amidst the sudden change and did not shout or panic, indicating that his mind was stable. If he had attacked directly with Yuqi Tayan Jue earlier, he might have exposed himself.
"Who are you? What do you want from me?" Zhao Li asked proactively when he noticed that Ye Tian remained silent after capturing him.
"Ye Tian," Ye Tian replied softly.
Zhao Li had been quite composed until he heard those two words, after which his expression changed dramatically. He naturally knew about Ye Tian being turned to ashes by Dragon Blood, but it wasn't the reason for his fear that Ye Tian had come back to life; rather, it was Ye Tian's purpose for being there that terrified him.
"Don't kill me... don't kill me... I'm just an outer gate guard..." Although Zhao Li's voice trembled with fear, it was not loud, indicating that he had not lost control of himself.
"Do as I say," Ye Tian stated without revealing his intentions. His meaning was clear: whether to kill or spare him was entirely up to him; if he complied, perhaps he could find a way to survive.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Li nodded eagerly and quietly asked, "What should I do?"
Ye Tian leaned in and whispered his plan to him before pushing the door open and entering the room.
Although the Wang family was considered a powerful force, their treatment of subordinates was not very good. Taking this guest room as an example, the door was already old and even somewhat crooked. When Ye Tian pushed it open, it emitted a creaking sound that was quite jarring.
The group of drunkards inside were startled by the loud noise and turned their heads to look. Their gaze first settled on the Drunk Man who looked like a pile of mud before shifting to Zhao Li.
"Who is this?" a burly man asked impatiently. They belonged to different factions, and since they were external guards, their interactions were not very harmonious. Seeing Zhao Li bring an unfamiliar person back, the man was displeased.
Zhao Li blinked rapidly and pointed behind him, indicating that the person came from the opposite room.
"Why did you bring him back? Is he here to drink?" The burly man still didn't understand and continued to press on. From his words, it was clear that his real dissatisfaction was not with Zhao Li bringing back an outsider, but rather because Zhao Li had previously avoided drinking.
"This is my cousin; I brought him to introduce him to everyone," Zhao Li forced a smile, feeling the pressure mounting as he realized the man's irritation was due to his earlier teasing.
"Damn! I don't care who he is; just drink your wine. Stop whining like a woman!" The burly man lifted his cup and took another sip, then scanned the crowd.
Although everyone was drunk, they quickly understood the situation and began to cheer in agreement with the burly man.
"I... came to drink for my brother..." Ye Tian pushed Zhao Li toward the table, pretending to be heavily intoxicated, but a glimmer of sharpness flashed in his eyes.
Ye Tian had already observed the situation in the room upon entering. He was now confirming whether everyone was truly drunk.
The confirmation came in an instant; each person had flushed faces and were leaning on each other, clearly intoxicated.
"You drink for your mother! Get lost; what does this have to do with you?" The burly man exploded with anger and cursed loudly.
"Don't curse yet... I can't drink for him... but I can offer something valuable instead," Ye Tian said as he slightly withdrew his knife hand while reaching into his pocket with the other.
He had two purposes for this action. First, according to previous instructions, saying this meant it was time to act. To prevent Zhao Li from becoming nervous and making any sudden moves, retracting the dagger would serve as a calming gesture. Of course, more importantly, it would allow him to directly attack others afterward. Second, these people were all low-level individuals who served the Wang family without gaining much benefit. Hearing about something valuable piqued their curiosity, and Ye Tian's gesture of reaching into his pocket would heighten their interest.
Indeed, after witnessing the actions of the "Drunk Man," these individuals gathered around, totaling nine people. The private room was not very spacious, so they crowded together, leaning on each other.
"Heh heh." At this moment, the timing was ripe. Ye Tian sneered and, without giving anyone a chance to react, the dagger hidden behind Zhao Li sliced through the air with a glint of cold light.
As the arc of the blade completed its path, a small yet deep wound appeared in the throat of the nine people, reaching down to their windpipes.
Zhao Li naturally knew that Ye Tian would not spare him. As Ye Tian made his move, he attempted to shout for help, but as soon as his lips moved, a sharp sound came from the back of his neck. Just as he was about to speak, he found himself unable to utter a word because his neck had been shattered by Ye Tian.
With one strike to eliminate the enemy and one blow to kill, out of the eleven people present, everyone except himself lay dead.
There was a sound, but it was very faint, caused by bodies hitting the ground. However, this did not attract the attention of others in nearby rooms because it was much quieter than the earlier shouting and banging on tables.
Ye Tian was not worried that killing everyone in the room would draw attention from others; this was precisely why he waited until now to act. Even if there was a banquet lasting three days, there had to be time for rest, and now it was midnight—time to rest.
After dealing with everyone in the room, Ye Tian approached the dining table and took a few bites of food. First, he had been too fatigued during this time to eat properly. Second, he could not use the same move twice; he needed to wait until everyone fell asleep. That would be when he could act at will.
Time slowly passed, and before long it was late at night. First, the sounds of drinking and brawling from next door ceased, and then the courtyard grew increasingly quiet. After another hour passed, the large front yard of the Wang family had completely returned to tranquility.
Ye Tian suddenly stood up and took two big gulps from a wine jar. If killing those people earlier was just for warm-up, then now—massacre—was officially beginning!
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