A Photo

The lights in the house at the end went out, and the long corridor became as dark as the night sky. The brilliance of the crescent moon could only illuminate the silhouettes of the Twin Guardian Towers. No one could see what was going on inside.

In the woods outside the lengthy passageway, a thin individual stood. He had short hair and dark brown eyes that glistened even at night.

He had just been concentrating on the lit room. He still had no plans to go even after the light went out.

His body was encased in a layer of dark red, evil energy, and the beads hanging on his waist glowed with a special luster, like luminous pearls.

"Who is in the woods?" asked a night watchman.

Mo Fan walked to the watchman. "I am just taking a walk after eating. Don't be so nervous."

"It's midnight now."

"I had a late dinner. Is that against the law?" Mo Fan asked.