Deep in the night, the Lin Family courtyard was shrouded in a thin mist, and the air was filled with an indescribable tension.
Lin Xinghe slipped into Lin Feng's room once again, moving as lightly as a nocturnal cat.
Inside the room, Lin Feng was speaking in low tones with a mysterious figure. Their voices were low and muffled, cold like the hiss of a venomous snake.
Chapter 24