Among the Seven of Wudang, Master Yuchen suddenly crouched down, his fingertip lightly touching the snow gathered on the window lattice. His brows furrowed tighter and tighter: "No footprints on the snow, and the rear window latch hasn't been touched." He looked toward the incomplete sword manual on the wall, his pupils abruptly constricting. "With Grand Squad Leader Shi's Martial Arts, if he wished to escape, why would he need to use the door? There must be some enormous mystery in this!"
In that instant, everyone looked at one another in dismay; only the cold wind, carrying fine snow, whirled about in the empty room.
In the shadows, three figures in dark fitted garments appeared and vanished like ghosts.
