Offering

Darkness ruled at midnight as the moon was waning and a few luminous stars were scattered in the sky. The moon was waning. The stalls were closed and the usually lively streets were quite. Many were in their warm beds as they waited for daybreak. This was not the case for Xinjing manor as a few black-cloaked men stealthily appeared at the back door. A man in a black uniform swiftly opened the door and let them in after he was sure no one followed them.

The head servant greeted them politely with a warm smile but his eyes carefully scrutinized them for any hidden threat. The cloaked visitors became slightly nervous as they could feel the strong Qi leaking from the seemingly feeble old head servant. Their hearts raced. One could only imagine the strength of the manor's owner if a mere servant had high-level cultivation.