Night fell.
The southern district of Huanglong Prefecture City was where the poor resided, so naturally, there were few places for entertainment. It fell into darkness early.
Compared to the brightly lit eastern district, it was like another world.
The candlelight in the Divine Mansion Army's small building in Xiaohe Town had also been extinguished.
Bai Yuan currently had only one subordinate, Zhu Qiang.
And Zhu Qiang went back to his own home most of the time. As a result, the large building was usually occupied by Bai Yuan alone.
He was happy for the peace and quiet, as it was more convenient for him to do his own things.
Inside the small room.
Though the room was pitch-black and the bed was slightly raised, it was actually empty.
Bai Yuan was not sleeping on the bed. Instead, he sat in a dark corner, his arms wrapped around his Blood Tiger Scimitar.
Ever since his Tiger Form and Crane Style reached the master level, his energy had become far more abundant.
