The sky gradually darkened, but Xue Ji still hadn't made a move.
As the Nanqi Regent had his fill of food and drink and was accompanied by the Wang Clan Patriarch to a firework show, Little Kingfisher grew anxious.
"Master, shall we wait for Xue Ji? We might as well do it ourselves. With me here, killing him would be as easy as crushing an ant."
Lin Qingluo was suspicious: "Where is Xue Ji hiding? What is she doing? Why hasn't she made a move?"
Little Kingfisher couldn't figure it out either: "She's been secretly watching from a restaurant across from where the Nanqi Regent was dining, but she hasn't made a single move."
"Let's wait a bit longer."
Lin Qingluo thought sullenly: "Since Xue Rufeng entrusted her with this assassination mission, he must trust in her ability. We should not expose our identities unless absolutely necessary."
I can send him to meet the Lord of the Underworld with just a spit of fire sparks!
Why bother with all this trouble?