It was already the middle of the night when the burly man carrying a staff walked out of the last noble family's backyard in the Upper City District, aimlessly strolling down the silent long street, idly surveying the Azure Dragon Tail Street littered with corpses.
After wandering through a dozen blocks, he finally stopped walking, turned around, and headed towards a closed shop. He pushed open the door that was sealed with a notice, and the room was only dimly lit by a sliver of moonlight. However, when Tang Luo closed the door with a backhand, the light was completely extinguished.
Taking the Blood Jade from his bosom, Tang Luo accurately tossed it onto the table. The crimson light illuminated several silhouettes hidden in the shadows, namely the Corpse Protector Gu Han and several heaven-ranked assassins from the Ancient Blood Tower.
"We meet again, Tang Tianjiao."
"This is hardly my preferred spot for a rendezvous."
"Tonight, the monk is about to leave Chaochang."
