The street lamps shone coldly in the dark, attracting a hoard of moths unable to suppress their natural instincts. They crashed against it repeatedly until a pile of corpses began to form under the lamp. 

“Are you alright?” Light catching the curves of her side profile, Tang Yuyan expressed her concern gently. 

“I’m alright. I’m good,” answered Xia Lei. “I think you should pay more attention to those entering China from Japan.”  

Tang Yuyan studied his face. “You’re worried there’ll be more assassins from Japan?” 

Xia Lei nodded. “I interrogated one of them. He tells me I have angered the Japanese samurai community and will stop at nothing to kill me. They’re not just after me, they’re after my children too.” 

Tang Yuyan kicked the lamppost beside her in anger. “Damn it! How could they not spare innocent children?! That’s inhumane!” 

Xia Lei replied, “My children inherited my evolved genes, that’s why Japan sees them as a threat too. The current assassination was directed by the Hattori clan, Hattori Mei is probably still alive.” 

“She’s alive?” The woman gasped....