The last rays of the setting sun cast long, blurred shadows against the city's skyline. The hustle and bustle of the daytime had not yet entirely faded, while the vibrant energy of the night quietly crept through the streets and alleys. Having wrapped up a busy day, Lin Yu dragged his slightly weary body out of the corporate building. Having just survived a harrowing ordeal in which he was framed and had to fight tooth and nail to prove his innocence, he had thought his life was finally returning to track. Little did he know, the real crisis was only just beginning.
Lin Yu walked with a steady pace along the familiar streets toward home. His thoughts were still lingering on the final details of today's work, and he remained entirely oblivious to any abnormality in his surroundings. As he turned into a relatively quiet alley, a faint sound of footsteps came from behind. Lin Yu instinctively frowned; his vigilance as a former special forces soldier instantly put him on high alert.
Maintaining his composure, he slowed his pace and used the corner of his eye to survey his surroundings. At that exact moment, two figures suddenly darted out from the shadows of the alley, charging directly at Lin Yu with clear intent. In the dim light, Lin Yu made out their appearance: they were dressed in tight black clothing and wore black masks, leaving only a pair of cold, ferocious eyes exposed. They gripped gleaming daggers in their hands, which flashed with a chilling light in the gloom.
Chapter 68