Su Yao looked at the dead middle-aged man, her sense of unease intensifying. A light breeze swept past, dispersing the lingering black aura, yet it could not dispel her growing anxiety. Lin Yu and Zhao Ya stepped forward, their expressions grave as they surveyed the scene.
"The Shadow Sect acts with such ruthlessness; it seems the forces behind them are far from simple," Lin Yu said, tightening his grip on his sword. The runes etched into the blade shimmered with a faint light, as if responding to their wielder's battle intent.
Zhao Ya nodded slightly, her hair fluttering in the wind. Her brows were tightly furrowed. "They would rather sacrifice these men than reveal even a shred of information. They must be concealing a massive conspiracy."
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