"All present, Master." A card artisan made a respectful sign toward Tang Hanpei.
Tang Hanpei took a look at the time and nodded. "Move out."
"Yes, sir!"
Five card artisans flew off in five different directions, disappearing into the vast night in the blink of an eye.
Standing at the highest point in the newly purchased base and overlooking the expansive jungle along with the indistinct lights from the region of Pomelo, Tang Hanpei resembled a statue. He looked on silently with a gloomy haze in his eyes as thick as the unending night.
The night breeze blew open his robe, which danced along with the long hair at his temples. He closed his eyes to feel the cool of the breeze on his face, his expression ever so gradually transforming. By the time he opened his eyes again, all of his gloomy haze had been swept away. His clenched lips showed none of his normal mildness but were firm—as firm as a sharp knife!
