In the backyard, Matchmaker Ceng stood respectfully beside a cultivator wearing a blood-colored mask. It was rare for her to not have the smell of makeup on her body. Her expression was solemn.
When Shen Ping and the other two walked in, the blood-masked cultivator glanced at Pei Huoyu. Almost at the same time, the two gazes collided.
"Mountain Fire Hall."
"The Blood Silk Guard."
Pei Huoyu frowned. The blood-masked cultivator's pupils constricted. The core members of the True Treasure Pavilion had Dao Protectors, but most of them were only at the boat level. Occasionally, there would be a pavilion level. As for the hall level, it was very rare.
"Talisman Master Shen. This is the Envoy Blood Silk sent by my Spring Garden headquarters." Matchmaker Ceng gave a simple introduction.
Shen Ping and Wang Yun hurriedly bowed. "Greetings, Senior."
