Eric was unaware of the assassin's plan for his operation. Nevertheless, he soon discovered it as he witnessed the assassin extracting an object, spraying it toward Pierce's room, and then standing still as if anticipating something.

"Such an ancient technique." Eric chuckled, advancing toward Pierce's residence.

Just as he neared, Pierce suddenly materialized behind the assassin.

As if deliberately taunting the assassin, Pierce patted the assassin's shoulder, nearly startling him to the core. However, the assassin reacted swiftly—the moment Pierce touched his shoulder, he twisted and threw a punch.

Pierce raised his hand to block, but he still staggered back several steps.

"Pierce?" The assassin was puzzled. "Aren't you in your room?"

Pierce laughed heartily. "I knew you were coming to kill me! You must be someone I know!"

Having spoken, he immediately engaged in combat.

The assassin looked serious, as Pierce remaining conscious posed a significant disadvantage. It would alert