In the darkness.
A hook-nosed man stood in the shadows, his arms wrapped around a greatsword as tall as he was.
"An interesting little fellow."
This man was Jiu Moshi.
He watched the activities in the Bai Mansion with great interest.
Jiu Moshi was indeed very patient. He had already been in Binzhou for several months, but aside from monitoring the Bai Mansion each day, he made no other moves.
This was the quality an assassin should possess.
Striking rashly would only get him killed faster. Like a cheetah hunting its prey, he had to lie in wait, silently observing all of his target's habits, and deliver the fatal blow only when the prey revealed an opening itself.
Charging in to cut someone down at first sight—that was what a brigand would do, not an assassin. Jiu Moshi despised such behavior above all else.
After such a long period of observation, he had discovered something very interesting.
Bai Yuan was a bit too... active.
