The bright moon hung high.
The clear moonlight spilled over the earth.
On this spring night, the breeze was still somewhat chilly.
The night market was desolate, with few pedestrians on the street.
Lin Zheyu followed the servant to the restaurant, where an elderly man in his sixties and a young man sat together, smiling as they looked over.
At a glance, Lin Zheyu discerned the elder's strength, at the level of Qi Blood First Transformation.
"You've arrived, sit down."
The elder said with a smile, as if he hadn't been the one threatening Lin Zheyu before.
Lin Zheyu didn't stand on ceremony and took a seat opposite the elder.
"I wonder why you invited me over?" Lin Zheyu asked flatly.
Could it be about the three members of the Xing family?
Impossible.
He acted cleanly, leaving no clues. On the surface, his strength seemed only at the Bone Forging Realm level, so the Xing family shouldn't be able to trace it back to him.
