Man In Black Cloak

ON A LARGE irregularly shaped rock, Yang Lujia and Sun Ling stood quietly. After Yang Lujia raised the question, Sun Ling surprisingly shut her mouth. 

She remembered the day it happened. 

"Father! Father!" Sun Ling excitedly entered the sect master's hall with trembling eyes. "I've discovered a new technique! It was a technique I coincidentally found on a dead body—"

Sun Feng sighed and looked at his precious daughter. "Ling'er, didn't I tell you not to enter so rashly into my hall? Otherwise, what would the others think of me?"

"Father, you wouldn't believe me—eh? Who's this?" Sun Ling was surprised when he saw the man in black. When she observed him more, she even felt threatened. 

'Why would father be acquainted with this type of person?' she thought.

"Sun Ling, don't be rude. This is a guest from the Autonomous Region."

Sun Ling turned to look at this man with shock evident in her eyes.