Seizing the cover of night, Xun Zining entered the side hall.
The light was dim, and someone was already waiting inside the room.
With long eyebrows and a kind face, wearing a purple robe, who else could it be if not the Sect Leader of the Zhouliu Sect?
There was no one else in the hall; Sect Leader Yao was quietly flipping through a Golden Scroll without making a sound.
Xun Zining knelt down on one knee, also remaining silent.
Not until Sect Leader Yao had finished flipping through the Golden Scroll did he lay it down, saying, "Rise."
Xun Zining exhaled in relief and responded in a low voice, "Thank you, Sect Leader, for your magnanimity."
Sect Leader Yao at this moment looked very different from usual. The dim light cast a shadow over his face. His kind and gentle features now looked dark and obscure, devoid of the brightness and clarity of the daytime.
Upon hearing Xun Zining's words, Sect Leader Yao said, "Come over here."