In the cover of night, a cool breeze blew. At some point, the streets had become completely empty. Lu Changsheng could only hear his own footsteps, echoing clearly in his ears. 

Gradually, Lu Changsheng came to a stop. He did not even turn around as he calmly said, "You've been following me for a long time. Show yourself."

His voice echoed throughout the street, yet no one appeared. Lu Changsheng slowly tightened his grip on the saber hilt.

Just as Lu Changsheng was about to draw his saber, a familiar voice reached his ears. "Brother Dao."

Lu Changsheng turned around and saw a woman dressed in black. "Hm? Miss Yun?"

Her face was veiled, but he recognized her at a mere glance. She was Yun Haitang!

"Brother Dao, I've been looking for you for a long time, but there hasn't been any news of you. Now that the...