Orym arrived at his courtyard with a bright smile shortly after leaving the Secome Realtors. He displayed his burning youth by flirting with Situ Qing without shame and having a wonderful time for all to see. Fei Rong had long informed him that many parties were watching him. This display kept his Shadows with a low guard and a slight feeling of boredom.
Shadows were people who stalked and collected information. It was the occupation that mirrored Assassination and was wrongly identified as Assassins.
Still, Orym had yet to be overbearing, and his attitude was mild compared to other youths of the cultivation world he had met so far. However, he was a mystery. A strange youth shrouded in a mist, and only experts could faintly see traces of boundless potential swirling in that fog. He floated in on the southern winds and behaved as if he lived in Ashenlin City his entire life.
