In Huaxia, there is an ancient saying: 'The moon is roundest on the sixteenth.' Tonight, it is indeed the sixteenth, with a bright moon hanging high in the night sky.
The elder guarding the Junlin Pavilion hurriedly entered the depths of the inner courtyard of the Ye Clan Territory.
"Of the four branches of the Ye Family, Ye Qiufeng requests an audience with the Patriarch regarding the matter of Junlin Pavilion."
Moments later, a dignified voice came from within the courtyard.
"Enter."
The elder walked into the inner courtyard. In the shadows, there was a faint glimmer. Ye Qiufeng's heart tightened, realizing it was only at such a close distance that his Titled Grandmaster-level strength could sense someone lurking in the shadows.
The person even wanted him to be aware of their existence; if it was a surprise attack instead, the consequences would be unimaginable.
