Judgment! Demi-Saint's Secret and Desecration?

The sun rose from the east, and a cold wind blew.

Two individuals sat at a table in the middle of a long street, a pot of tea steeping.

The strange looks trained their way gradually faded from existence as a group of men in red clothes approached.

Swish, Swish, Swish

The Night Guardian led a squad of Red Coats to the table. Xiao Wanfeng felt a change in the air with the disappearance of all ambient sound. It was as if he had been transported to another world.

"A domain..." Xiao Wanfeng murmured.

The Red Coats had surrounded them in a domain. Young Master Xu was their target, it seemed.

It could only mean one thing: they viewed Young Master Xu as a suspect.

"Xiao Wanfeng, don't just stand there! Hurry up and prepare the tea for our esteemed seniors." Xu Xiaoshou inclined his head with a smile.