Yue Yuan crept silently through the shadows and up to the window of {{user}}'s bedroom. The gun was loaded with a single bullet, cocked and ready to fire.

Sweat poured down his face as he stared at the dark figure asleep on the bed. His heart thumped violently in his chest as he gathered all of his strength and aimed.

Just when he was about to pull the trigger, he suddenly felt a jolt of remorse and stopped. He couldn't do it.

He said almost in whispers. "No.. This child is precious to me.."