Under the cover of night, two people stealthily made their way through the alleys of Wusheng Hall.
The person in the lead clearly had a thorough understanding of the grounds, deftly grasping the patrol timings of the Wushengtang disciples, signaling to stop and leading the way at the right moments.
Their journey had gone completely unnoticed by anyone.
Su Mo couldn't help but marvel at this, thinking, even as the daughter of the hall's master, could she really have such a detailed understanding of the patrol routes?
Following Wan Yilan had led them deep into the inner courtyard of Wusheng Hall.
Wan Yilan's objective was very clear. When she led Su Mo to a spot just outside a courtyard wall, she stopped and turned to him.
"Lord Su, from here on, we'll need to rely on you."
Su Mo glanced around, realizing he no longer recognized his surroundings, and couldn't help but ask:
"Where is this?"
"This is my mother's residence."
