The three Martial Kings at his side had already departed one by one, just as planned.
Jiang Chen, however, wasn't in a hurry. He continued to wait.
"Who's there?"
Suddenly, a guard patrolling the West Gate sensed a dark figure appear before him and immediately shouted.
"Enemy attack...!"
The mansion was on high alert tonight, so he instantly knew it had to be an enemy.
SWISH!
Just then, the shadowy figure appeared before the guard and struck out with its palm, killing him on the spot.
At that moment, the other guards were instantly alerted.
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack...!"
The entire West Gate was thrown into chaos.
The guards immediately mounted a defense and began to pursue the black-clad figure.
At the same time, from a high perch in a great hall, the Martial King Puppet shot to its feet, its body instantly launching into the air.
It sped directly toward the commotion.
In another great hall, the City Lord's Mansion's butler, Wu Feng, had a sharp glint in his eyes.
