"No, there's something wrong with the teacup."
A flick of the finger sent the teacup hurtling forth. In the sunlight, the rim of the cup shimmered with a crystalline sheen.
Bang!
The owner tilted his head to dodge, and the teacup smashed against the wall, dark red tea spilling everywhere. As his hand shifted back, a dagger emerged from his sleeve, aiming straight for the man's throat!
Pfft!
Just as the dagger's tip appeared, a flash of silver streaked by. A poison-testing silver needle pierced through the teahouse owner's throat, embedding itself into the wall.
When blood surges up the throat, no sound can be made.
The teahouse owner tried to cover the gushing blood, but it seeped through his fingers. He slowly collapsed to the ground.
Blood splattered everywhere. The ferry workers turned pale, clutching their stools and retreating to the wall. Merchants quickly scooped up a pile of Copper Coins on the table and hid beneath it…
