Beneath the deep veil of night, Xu Lin moved like a fearless warrior, quietly approaching the village where the Assassination Battalion was stationed. At times he crawled like a tortoise, every movement executed with utmost care as though he were merging with the earth. His body hugged the ground, feeling the warmth and scent of the soil as if drawing strength from the earth itself.
At other times he remained motionless like a stubborn boulder, seeming to blend seamlessly with his surroundings. He lay there quietly, like a silent rock. His breathing was steady and slow, and he suppressed his heartbeat to a faint thrum, as though he had become a part of nature itself.
Then again, he would dash forward like a cheetah, swift as lightning, brimming with power and explosive force.
Chapter 34