When twilight soaked the pine forest behind Cien Temple, a man in grey moved over the dry branches, the dew crushed beneath his boots glistening coldly in the moonlight. He was followed by seven assassins, each wearing a black cloth wrapped around their waist embroidered with half a lotus flower—the secret signal of the Blood Hand Alliance for that night.
"The abandoned meditation room is just ahead," a subordinate lowered his voice. "The scouts said Lu Jingyuan's carriage is parked on the west side of the room."
The man in grey sneered and felt the three-edged dart in his sleeve. "The legitimate daughter of the Marquis's Mansion is truly a fool to choose such a remote place for a secret meeting. Once we capture her, I have no doubt Lu Jingyuan will submit."
Chapter 200