Ah Hu and his people walked past the gate into the inner courtyard when a silhouette wearing a wide bamboo hat and standing in the shadow of the courtyard entrance stopped them.
"Stop. Who are you?" the feminine voice of the silhouette asked as she stepped out of the shadows.
The figure was a woman wearing a black mask. A large sword sheath rested in the sword holder on her back.
The woman was Yin Lan, Mo Xingyao's personal guard.
"State your business," Yin Lan demanded. At the same time, several silhouettes wearing the same uniform as hers appeared around Ah Hu's group, surrounding them.
Seeing the intimidating figures encircle them, Ah Hu was shaken. His meager Core Formation cultivation could not detect their cultivation at all, which could only mean that every one of them was stronger than him.
"Er… I am… I am here to see Fatty… er, I mean… Mr. Ding Lao's friend," Ah Hu stuttered nervously.
