The second figure to arrive was a middle-aged Daoist. He wore a gray Daoist robe and a Five-Old Crown on his head. Two thin, long whiskers hung from his lips, and his face was so gaunt he hardly looked human.
The moment he entered the National Preceptor's residence, he looked up at the cold moon in the sky, then followed the moonlight toward the bedroom where Ning Xiaozhi was fast asleep. Immediately, he spotted a large magpie perched on the window.
"Yingque Demon King? You certainly move fast," the middle-aged Daoist transmitted his voice coldly, a sinister undertone lacing his tone.
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