Chapter 1583:

With an indifferent glance that quickly turned icy, Harlee sprang onto the windowsill, hooked her foot for leverage, and seized the assassin’s ankle. With a swift pull, she yanked him downward.

The assassin crashed to the floor before he could even shoot.

Following him down, Harlee landed gracefully from the windowsill, smirked, and pulled a dagger from her belt. She advanced slowly toward the fallen assassin and, without allowing him a chance to cry out, sliced through his vocal cords.

“Shhh.”

With a raised eyebrow and a tone as cold as ice, Harlee warned the assassin now writhing on the floor in silence, “Don’t make a sound. We wouldn’t want to disturb the neighbors.”

The assassin, his vocal cords severed, was drenched in cold sweat. His face contorted in agony, yet no sound escaped him.

The pressure in his stomach made him feel as if his insides were about to burst. He knew that death was the only thing awaiting him.

the assassin was no longer a threat and stood up, though he cautiously refrained from moving too much. Harlee had mentioned there were three groups of assassins tonight, and they had only encountered the second one. He remained still where Harlee had previously hidden, trying to steady

her pocket and casually cleaned her dagger. She then sat down on a small stool facing the assassin and nonchalantly kicked

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was a featureless, now

mask back over it, her mouth

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face grew colder, and his

Harlee was exceptionally observant. As soon as she detected the movement, she swiftly reached out, seized his

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and approached Harlee, his face

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