Moonlight had sneaked out without anyone noticing, casting a faint glow over the gray earth. The cold wind gently swayed the withered grass of the wilderness, producing a soft rustling sound, as if someone was quietly sobbing. This added an extra layer of eeriness to the silent wilderness. A wild bird fluttered past, cutting a dark shadow across the void before vanishing in an instant. On the mountain ridge, Luo Zheng calmly observed this scene, his heart steady as a rock, eyes fixed on the sniper scope to carefully survey the manor ahead.
Outside the manor, lights were bright and shadows flickered. Occasionally, the low growl of a wolf dog could be heard. Inside the manor, it was completely dark; presumably, everyone was asleep. Even the rooms with lights had thick curtains drawn, making it impossible to see inside. In this situation, there was no way to carry out a sniping.
