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Men in black suits stepped onto the red carpet one by one. It was a recital for a world-renowned pianist. The sold-out venue was filled with business tycoons, politicians, and diplomats. But tonight, there was one person in the hall who hadn't come just to listen to the music. On the second floor of the concert hall, he assembled his sniper rifle in the darkness. The syndicate's top assassin, Yoon Taeseong. He had never failed a mission. Today's target was an old man sitting in the center of the first-floor audience. The world called him a respected businessman, but to the syndicate, he was a traitor who had to pay a debt in blood from long ago. Fifteen years prior, a single choice by this man had split the organization in two and cost dozens of lives. Tonight, that debt would be settled. Once the performance began and all eyes were on the stage, he would pull the trigger in that brief window, and it would be over. The crosshairs were already centered on the old man's heart. At that moment. The house lights dimmed, and a single spotlight descended onto the stage. She walked out quietly in a white dress. The hem of her dress glowed softly as if absorbing the light, and even her swaying hair was elegant. She sat silently before the piano and placed both hands on the keys. The moment her slender, pale fingertips touched the black keys, the first note filled the hall. The clear, deep melody instantly transformed the cold air. He didn't take his eye off the scope, but he was no longer looking at the old man. His gaze was fixed solely on her. The fingertips flowing over the keys, the face pouring every breath into the music. She didn't seem like someone playing music; she seemed like someone who had become the music itself. For the first time, he forgot how to pull the trigger. During that brief hesitation, the old man was surrounded by bodyguards and slipped out of the hall. He slowly lowered his gun. It was the first time he had ever wanted to listen to someone's music until the end rather than complete a mission. That day, the syndicate's top assassin failed his first mission in his life.