Early the next morning.
Yin Tian got out of bed, yawning as he made his way to the front yard.
The next moment, a chill flashed in Yin Tian's eyes.
On his usual resting wicker chair, there was, startlingly, a flying dagger!
He was very familiar with that dagger—it was the standard issue from Shadow Hall!
Besides the dagger, there was nothing else.
"Heh, trying to intimidate me?"
Yin Tian let out a cold laugh, stepped forward, and picked up the dagger.
After checking that the dagger was not poisoned, he put it away, intending to return it to its owner one day.
Just then, footsteps could be heard from outside the door.
Yin Tian turned his head and saw Lin Yunzhi approaching with a smile on his face.
On his face, there was no sign of the humiliation he had suffered in the western part of Central City; it was as if nothing had happened.
"Yin Tian, long time no see. You've really become a celebrity now."
