Chapter 239 Book 5 The Mantis and the Oriole
The forest beyond the western edge of the Azure Feather Sect shimmered under the rising moonlight. Silver beams filtered through the canopy, casting a ghostly glow over the ground, where the bodies of two unconscious elders lay motionless. Elder Mu Tan and Elder Lei Zhen, both veterans of the Cloud Wing Sect, were sprawled among the roots, their breathing ragged, their robes torn and soaked in sweat and blood. They would live—but their pride might not recover so easily.
Standing above them, Li An adjusted the black combat robe clinging to her slender frame and tightened the strap of the white fox mask concealing her identity. Her breathing was steady, her hands unshaking, though the battle had not been easy. The robe fluttered slightly in the evening breeze, its edges embroidered in shadowy blue patterns that gleamed faintly under the moon's silver beams.
