The roof of the house had many straw poles protruding from it, forming a standard hip roof, with gray-white stone walls made up of stacked stones underneath.
"Stop where you are."
A cold male voice suddenly came from inside the stone house.
Lin Xin, with four swords slung on his back, walked at the front. Hearing the voice, he stopped slowly about ten or more paces away from the stone house.
The subordinates around him fanned out and slowly surrounded the stone house.
"I am Lin Xin. I have heard that a strange person has been living near Yin Mountain Lake for a long time. Out of curiosity, I came to visit. If my presence is disturbing, I hope for your forgiveness," Lin Xin said with narrowed eyes, speaking loudly.
A silence followed inside the stone house, and after a while, a voice came out.
