Until their conversation ended, not a single person noticed that someone overheard all of their conversations. Standing with his body leaning against the wall that was right by the living room window, his purple eyes gleamed sharply. The black clothes he was wearing seemed to blend into the night, making it difficult for the soldiers who were on guard around the village head's house to notice his whereabouts.
The next day, just as they had planned yesterday. Feng Ming, Hao Chu, and Xue Yen set out for the silver kingdom with foreign men.
"What's your name? You haven't told us yet," Feng Ming asked the man who took one step in front of him.
By now they had left Xin Jhiang Village, walking into the forest. There were only four of them, no soldiers or anyone with them. They move quietly so as not to attract anyone's attention.
"Lui... Lui Yang, Sir," the man stuttered slightly.
"Have you been doing something like this for a long time?" Feng Ming asked.
