The night was deep, and Dong She Mountain was tranquil.
Wang Zhong stood at the entrance of Duanmu's wooden villa courtyard, using his consciousness to sense everything around him, more precisely, to detect Duanmu's aura.
He had been standing there waiting for several hours, and still, there was no sign of Duanmu.
Could Duanmu's stealth attack have failed?
Listening to the faint sound of flowing water in the villa courtyard, Wang Zhong looked at the road leading up the mountain and couldn't help but question himself in silence.
"Buzz... Buzz..."
The answer to Wang Zhong was the vibration of his cell phone, the caller being Bai Luo.
"Duanmu hasn't returned yet?"
As soon as the call connected, Bai Luo asked first, his tone somewhat uneasy; this was already his third call.
"Yes, Lord Bai," Duanmu answered truthfully.
"He didn't run into trouble, did he?" Bai Luo finally voiced the worry in his heart.
