In the dilapidated hut, the sparse candlelight was dim and struggled to shine.
The faint glow scarcely illuminated the walls, casting contorted shadows in the silent void.
At this time, five people were seated in the room.
All five were wearing masks, members of the Sky Shadow Organization.
Apart from Yeying, who was in a black robe, the black monkey from last time's ancient temple in the Capital, and the woman wearing the fox mask and the man with the cat-faced mask were all present, only Hu and the old goat were missing.
The old goat, being a spy for Yanrong, had died in the great battle where Yelv Shenye stormed the palace.
And Tiger was busy with the affairs of the Luo Family.
In the room besides the four of them was another, a person wearing a bull-headed mask, with a bulky stature.
"Fate ah, I ended up meeting Cat Lord and the two ladies again."
