Chapter 2489

The night deepened.

With the city under martial law, the streets were nearly deserted. The few people who ventured out hurried along, wary of attracting attention. Most of those present were uniformed patrolmen.

A ten-man patrol team moved slowly toward the gate of the courtyard where Cardinal Dragon Marshal was hiding.

Their leader, a burly man with a crew cut, scanned the surroundings carefully. Once certain the coast was clear, he raised a fist and knocked on the gate.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The knocking was rhythmic—clearly a secret signal.