In the forest.
Up in the trees, Ah Sang was carefully surveying the surroundings. Watching through the peephole as Leng Zimo successfully entered the second floor, he let out a quiet sigh of relief.
Hearing sounds approaching from a distance, his heart skipped a beat. He turned his gun towards the source of the noise to take a closer look.
No figures were visible, but the swaying of trees and bushes indicated something was rapidly approaching his location.
Ah Sang tightened his focus, immediately aiming with caution.
In the dim forest, a faint white shadow flickered in and out among the bushes.
Seeing the figure drawing nearer, Ah Sang held his breath, his finger on the trigger, ready to shoot as soon as the figure emerged.
In the forest, Leng Zirui advanced swiftly.
A gleam caught his eye from a position in the trees, startling him. He suddenly lunged aside.
Thunk!
A bullet grazed the tree beside him, disappearing into the woods.
