—Shenfeng Hall
A mysterious force in the jianghu, situated in the southern part of Qingyun Town.
Late spring in Qingyun Town was draped in humid warmth, yet a deacon of Shenfeng Hall strode through the twilight, crushing fallen sophora blossoms underfoot, to hand a gold-stamped invitation to Lin Feng. The edges of the invitation were intertwined with cloud patterns outlined in silver thread, sending a faint tremor through Lin Feng's fingertips when he touched it. The words "For the Personal Eyes of Young Master Lin" on the cover gleamed with an eerie crimson in the setting sun, as though soaked in dried blood.
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