The courtyard of Huizhong's palace bathed in the dim moonlight, aiding the invisibility of the Heaven's Advocate, whose grim silhouette caught Huizhong off-guard. Huizhong frantically looked around to see all the disciples of the Shoushan Mountain had fallen victim to the same spell. Even Lord Suyin couldn't dispel it in time. So, what exactly was Heaven's Advocate?
"What is the meaning of this?" Huizhong asked sternly, pointing his finger at Weisheng who stood at some distance, "When I break into the Hall, I'm the immature one, I'm the one at fault, and I'm to be held responsible!" He shouted, "But what now? You dared break into the Shoushan Valley without a token?!"
The burning rage inside the Little God almost made Weisheng laugh, but he suppressed each ounce of his laughter. Weisheng extended his arm to his side, summoning his rusty sword with the jade tassel flowing with the slow-blowing mountain breeze.
