Night fell over Blackstone City once again.
But this time—
It wasn't the lively, chaotic night Lin Feng had grown used to.
It felt… quieter.
Too quiet.
A Rest That Wasn't Peaceful
Lin Feng sat inside a small room within the compound.
Simple.
Clean.
Silent.
He had washed off the blood, changed into fresh clothes, and allowed his body a brief moment to recover.
But his mind—
Was alert.
Wide awake.
"…Something's off."
The Warning Echoes
The man's words from earlier replayed in his mind.
"They will test you… some quietly."
Lin Feng leaned back slightly.
"…So this is the quiet part."
The Stillness Breaks
A faint sound.
Barely noticeable.
A shift in the air.
A presence—
Slipping through the silence.
No Panic
Lin Feng didn't jump.
Didn't react immediately.
Instead—
He closed his eyes.
And listened.
Three
Three different presences.
Spread out.
Moving carefully.
Controlled breathing.
Hidden intent.
"…Professionals," he muttered.
The First Move Isn't Theirs
Before they could act—
Lin Feng moved first.
Breaking the Trap
The door burst open as he stepped out into the corridor.
The sudden movement shattered the assassins' plan instantly.
From the shadows—
Three figures revealed themselves.
Covered in dark clothing.
Faces hidden.
Weapons ready.
No Words
No introductions.
No threats.
No wasted time.
They attacked.
Simultaneous Strike
One from the front.
One from the side.
One from behind.
Perfect coordination.
Perfect timing.
Lin Feng's Response
He moved instantly.
Faster than before.
Sharper.
More aware.
First Clash
He blocked the front attacker—
Then twisted his body to avoid the strike from the side.
But the third—
Came from behind.
Hit
A blade grazed his back.
Shallow.
But precise.
Lin Feng stepped forward quickly.
Creating distance.
"…Not bad."
No Underestimation
These weren't arena fighters.
They weren't testing strength.
They were aiming to kill.
Clean.
Fast.
Efficient.
The Corridor Becomes a Battlefield
The narrow space worked against everyone.
Limited movement.
Limited space.
But for assassins—
It was perfect.
Adapting Instantly
Lin Feng shifted his approach.
Less power.
More control.
More precision.
Second Exchange
The assassin from the side lunged again.
Faster this time.
But Lin Feng was ready.
He stepped in—
Too close for the blade to be effective.
Counter
A quick strike to the chest.
THUD!
The assassin staggered back.
But didn't fall.
They Don't Break Easily
No hesitation.
No fear.
They reset instantly.
Pressure Builds
The three attacked again.
Relentless.
Constant.
Giving Lin Feng no room to breathe.
Small Injuries Add Up
Another cut.
Another graze.
Nothing fatal.
But enough to wear him down.
Lin Feng Smiles
"…Now this…"
"This is fun."
The Shift Happens
His movements changed again.
More fluid.
More efficient.
Less reaction—
More control.
Breaking Their Rhythm
Instead of defending—
He attacked first.
Sudden Aggression
He charged straight at the nearest assassin.
Unexpected.
Unpredictable.
Impact
BOOM!
The punch landed cleanly.
The assassin flew back—
Crashing into the wall.
And didn't get up.
Two Left
The remaining two paused for just a second.
That was all he needed.
Turning the Fight
Lin Feng stepped forward again.
Closing distance.
Forcing them into close combat.
They Lose Their Advantage
In tight space—
Their precision dropped.
Their coordination broke.
Second Down
A quick exchange.
A clean opening.
Another strike.
The second assassin fell.
Last One Standing
The final assassin stepped back.
Just slightly.
Not fear.
But—
Recalculation.
A Different Reaction
Instead of attacking—
He turned.
And ran.
Lin Feng Watches
He didn't chase immediately.
"…Interesting."
A Choice
Kill him now.
Or—
Let him go.
Decision Made
Lin Feng smirked.
"…Nah."
Pursuit
He moved.
Fast.
Closing the distance instantly.
End of the Line
The assassin barely made it ten steps before—
Lin Feng appeared in front of him.
"…Going somewhere?"
Final Strike
No hesitation.
No delay.
One punch.
Silence Returns
The corridor fell quiet again.
Three bodies.
No movement.
No sound.
Aftermath
Lin Feng exhaled slowly.
"…Guess that answers that."
Understanding the Game
They didn't test him directly.
They tried to remove him.
Quietly.
Efficiently.
Like he never existed.
A Bigger Picture
Lin Feng looked down at the bodies.
"…So that's how this city plays."
Cliffhanger
Behind him—
A faint sound.
Slow clapping.
Lin Feng didn't turn immediately.
But he smiled slightly.
"…Guess I've got an audience."
The shadows shifted.
And someone else—
Stepped forward.