"Shh!" Zhao Rong suddenly raised his index finger.
The Sword Spirit reacted swiftly, not being a useless team member at such a crucial moment.
It gazed outward through the center of his brow, and indeed, the waterfall beside the pond was suddenly split in two by a force.
A woman's silhouette emerged between the diverging waterfalls.
The figure was voluptuous, dressed in flowing white attire, walking with a graceful stride...
A few breaths later.
Hidden by the tree trunk, Zhao Rong let out a slight sigh of relief.
Hmm, it's not some mastermind; he recognized this woman.
It was Snow Silk.
The Phoenix female officer of the Music Bureau, second in rank only to Chief Musical Officer Mu Jin.
Zhao Rong muttered, "So, she's acting on orders from the Du Gu Clan to handle the matter of the Dragon Coffin entering the Imperial Mausoleum? But why do it in the dead of night? And what was she doing in there alone just now, inspecting?"
