As night fell, Hu Yuan drove his Wrangler toward the old courtyard in the western suburbs, a slightly dilapidated yet historically rich building.
Hu Yuan parked the vehicle, pushed open the car door, and walked toward the old courtyard. He shoved open the heavy wooden door and stepped into a dim courtyard. Suddenly, a figure appeared before him—a mysterious person clad in black robes, her face concealed by a thin veil that obscured her true appearance. Yet, from her slender figure, one could tell she was a young woman.
"Hu Yuan," the mysterious woman's voice was crisp and melodious.
Chapter 46