Chapter 92: Trespass? (2)

The serene stillness of the master pavilion was absolute. Bai Qingyue's soft breathing filled the bedroom, her body finally succumbing to the deep sleep she so desperately needed. Sitting cross-legged on the mat, Lin Yuan remained perfectly motionless, but within his Sea of Consciousness, a violent storm was brewing.

The distortion in the ambient Qi of the valley had registered against his perception like a drop of ink falling into a glass of water. It was a calculated intrusion into his estate.

Lin Yuan did not immediately stand. Instead, his deep purple eyes glowed with a terrifying luminescence in the dim light of the room. He gently raised his right hand, his fingers immediately forming a seal.