A group of Jianghu figures rushed toward Yingxiang Garden, leaving Yuanfeng Building, this centuries-old opera house, nearly vacant, with only a handful of people remaining.
In the shadows, an elder emerged and stood by the foot of a wall. Another person perched on the eaves of a gabled roof. Though standing high, their head was bowed low, their face radiating utmost respect.
The woman wore the waist badge of Xique Pavilion, recovered earlier from the deceased spy of Xique Pavilion.
"How is it?" the elder asked.
"The Jianghu people have been lured to Yingxiang Garden." The woman replied with her head lowered, "Master, as you predicted, Huang Jing and Xique Pavilion distrust each other completely."
