The night was like ink and the stars were hidden, yet the compound of the Baqi Sect was brightly lit, as if trying to banish the boundless darkness. Yet against the coming storm, these lights were nothing more than a futile struggle. Qin Yuanfeng and Luobin slipped into this illuminated place of death like two ghosts, entirely without a sound.
Moving like the wind, the two wove between the guards of the Baqi Sect. Their movements were agile and precise, and every strike managed to evade the alarm systems as if they knew the layout of the place by heart. In truth, however, that was not the case; this was simply a reflection of Qin Yuanfeng's and Luobin's years of combat experience and their precise grasp of the enemy's psychology.
As the two pushed deeper in, the core area of the Baqi Sect gradually opened up before them. A towering tent stood in the center, surrounded on all sides by guards, and the air was thick with tension and unease. Qin Yuanfeng and Luobin exchanged a glance, bloodthirsty gleams flashing in both of their eyes.
Chapter 94