Time passed quietly.
In the blink of an eye, it was the end of November.
Late that night, in a small country within Zhangning Continent.
In a high-end residential complex, a figure dressed entirely in black, wearing a black hood, stealthily approached one of the apartment buildings.
Looking around and finding no one nearby, the figure in black slowly reached a hand towards the wall.
When the fingertips touched the wall, the contact surface suddenly seemed to ripple slightly, then silently merged into the wall.
Then the entire arm followed.
And then the whole body.
Thus, the black-clad figure easily slipped into a first-floor apartment. His gloved right hand drew a knife from his waist, creeping quietly through the home, quickly locating the bedroom from the sound of snoring.
Peering through the door crack to find no light in the bedroom, the figure silently passed through the door, entering the room.
