Could it be that the Yin-Yang Dao sect is so severely divided?
Then why did they bring me to meet their leader? Lin Zifeng was a bit puzzled.
"Mr. Lin, perhaps you are tired, let's go rest first."
Jipu Qingtian was extremely polite and cultured, almost from the moment he met Lin Zifeng, he had maintained courteous treatment, with no trace of a leader's authority. This kind of hospitality, Lin Zifeng thought he himself could not achieve so well.
It is said that the Divination Masters of the Yin-Yang Dao each possess extremely keen sensory abilities, and the most remarkable is their divination skill!
"Thank you, leader." Lin Zifeng nodded, and led all his brothers to follow Jipu Qingtian into the small town.
However, just upon entering, Lin Zifeng found nothing particularly odd about the town, but after stepping in, his perception was completely overturned.
Before him was a dense forest, with the distant snowy shadow of Mount Fuji.
