C2617 Past

A cool breeze blew past the courtyard, bringing with it the smell of algae on the lake.

Yang Ping was stopped by a guard at the entrance of the yard. He was still in the open, and in the dark, more than a dozen snipers were aiming at him. They were covered in red spots all over.

There was a special smell in the yard, not of man or beast but of a strange mixture of man and beast