A night breeze swept by, rustling the branches of the withered locust tree and making a soft whispering sound, as if heralding an approaching storm.
Lin Xinghe's heart leapt to her throat. She carefully concentrated her mind, pushing the Art of Concealing Breath to its absolute limit, terrified of leaking even the slightest trace of her aura.
The cold stones of the rockery pressed tightly against her spine, sending a chill through her, yet it was far from enough to match the bone-chilling aura emanating from the man in black, which made her heart flutter with dread.
Chapter 21