The setting sun dipped below the horizon, twilight descended, and an elderly man clad in a black robe with graying hair arrived at a hutong in Yanjing, its threshold no less significant than the Hong Qiang Courtyard.
"Master Wumu!"
At the entrance to the hutong, two members of the Yanhuang Organization in charge of security, upon seeing Master Wumu in his black robe, hastily offered their respects with extreme deference.
Outwardly they were members of the Yanhuang Organization, but in reality, they were cultivators brought under the wing of the Bai Family, even to the point of being Bai Family's assassins. They were specifically placed within the Yanhuang Organization by unique means, tasked with a single duty day to day: to ensure the safety of Bai Yuan!