Pushing Yue Yongqing forward, Wu Hen walked toward Infinite Red Port.
Following Yue Yongqing's directions, Wu Hen arrived at the Longevity Wine House.
Inside the house, security was tight. There were many wearing practice tunics, each person's physique seeming as though it had been hammered and refined a thousand times.
They looked less like members of the Longevity Sect and more like hired martial guards from outside, each emitting a boiling aura, like roaring battle machines!
"Who goes there!" a Guard Chief demanded.
"Guard Zhou, it's me..." Yue Yongqing said weakly.
He was barely recognizable as human or ghost, so it was normal that the Guard Chief didn't recognize him; only Yue Yongqing's voice was identified.
"Taoist Yue??" The Guard Chief was also surprised.
The very Dao Master of the esteemed Longevity Sect had been beaten to such a state; this young man beside him must be quite powerful.
"I will go and report to Envoy Yan immediately," the Guard Chief said.
