After reaching a tentative alliance with that unidentified group of people, Zhang Yue and Ziyan still could not completely lower their guard. Although the other party had sworn up and down to join forces against that evil faction, years of navigating the martial world had taught them that it always pays to be cautious. In order to gather more intelligence on the mysterious person and thereby seize the initiative in this volatile and unpredictable situation, the two of them deliberated thoroughly and decided to risk infiltrating the mysterious person's lair.
That day, the night was as thick as ink, dyeing the entire world pitch black. Countless stars flickered like fine, scattered gemstones set against the black canopy of heaven, casting a faint and chilling light. Zhang Yue and Ziyan wore specially crafted black night-walking suits whose fabric was soft yet durable, effectively dampening any sound of movement while blending seamlessly with the night. Their figures hovered in and out of view under the gentle caress of the moonlight, resembling drifting ghosts in the dark night.
"Ziyan, this trip is fraught with peril; you must be extra careful," Zhang Yue said in a low voice, his eyes filled with concern and worry.
Chapter 89