It was night.
The moonlight at the end of the month was always so dim; ordinary people would prefer the full moon on the fifteenth to the new moon at the end of the month or the beginning of the next.
Qing Yu also liked the spectacular scene of the full moon, but due to some personal reasons, he had a special fondness for the new moon.
On such a night of darkness and high winds, it was most suitable for committing murder and arson. However, because of someone's usual behavior, his affairs were always particularly numerous during the new moon.
However, on this night, Qing Yu had no part in these murderous and fiery deeds. Tonight, he was on the side of justice.
Atop the Taoist Temple, Qing Yu gazed into the distance, "Finally, they can't help but make a move?"
The group in the shadows had arrived that afternoon. They had been hiding in the distance, seemingly aware of the True Pill Realm master in the temple, staying outside the alert radius.
