The morning sunlight bathed the land.
In the Liu Manor, Lin Yuan quietly set off.
An hour later, Lin Yuan had already arrived quietly at a mountain peak, gazing down below.
Two people stood in the shadow of the treetops, and the disciple in black beside him pointed downward: "Sir, yesterday I found traces of the Devil Sect's activity here. If I'm not mistaken, it might be related to Jiang Chengming."
Lin Yuan followed the direction indicated by the person, unable to discern many traces.
But in the next moment, his eyes suddenly revealed golden vertical pupils.
He could see on the shadowy side of the mountain an entrance covered by a large boulder about human height. Through the vertical pupils, he vaguely saw two people appearing relaxed, standing in the shadow behind the entrance.
"Very good. You've done well." Lin Yuan withdrew his gaze and praised.
The person beside him also showed a slight smile: "Sir, shall we return and summon others to clear them out?"
