In the courtyard, a shadowy figure appeared like a phantom, but it did not catch Yang Wanyi's attention. At this moment, her jade-like hand gently supported her fragrant cheek, still playing with the bracelet on her left wrist, her lips occasionally revealing a mysterious smile.
In the bamboo forest, an elder in a black robe hidden in the shadows watched Yang Wanyi's figure, a cold gleam flashing through his pupils, and a look of pride and arrogance appeared on his face.
The cultivation technique he practiced was something he stumbled upon during his travels. Although it wasn't strong in direct combat, it was excellent at concealing traces, allowing for the stealthy approach to enemies and the execution of a lethal strike. In the past, he had assassinated countless masters stronger than himself using this technique.
Unless Elder Qian, the top expert of the Dayang Commerce Alliance's headquarters, was here, no one else could discover his whereabouts.
