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Ning Xiyin stood high above, able to see a large group of people standing outside Yizhuang’s gate.

Each stood silently and solemnly.

They didn’t look like the scattered rabble from the tavern earlier.

He lowered his head and lifted a tile.

His position was well-chosen; though it was pouring rain, the missing tile allowed some rainwater to seep in, but it wouldn’t fall on those inside the house.

He looked inside through the gap between the tiles.

He saw a man in a loose scholar robe, with a bamboo hat on his head, sitting high in the main seat.

The one bowing and standing below was the gatekeeper of the Yizhuang.

At that moment, this person turned back to look in the direction of Yizhuang’s door, frowning:

"Sir, the Jianghu Alliance’s Su Mo has announced thirty-two locations.

"This has stirred the Xizhou martial world into action.

"In recent days, occasionally people have come to our Yizhuang to seek lodging.

"Look..."

The man with the bamboo hat remained unchanged, a light chuckle coming from under the hat:

"The scholar’s plot, this Alliance Leader Su Mo, is already a turtle in a jar.

"How laughable, he remains unaware.

"The methods he’s employing now are merely child’s play.

"Not worth mentioning.

"Donghuang’s top expert, Nanhai Supreme... perhaps they’re famed, but not truly deserving.

"Let them in.

"Remember, people will arrive third quarter after midnight, have Calming Tea ready in advance."

"Yes."

The gatekeeper agreed respectfully, turned around, and went to open the door.

The person with the bamboo hat no longer sat in the main seat.

Instead, he casually found a place to sit down.

Ning Xiyin couldn’t be sure if it was just his imagination, but he felt as if, before sitting down, the person might have glanced in his direction.

However, with the hat covering the face, it was impossible to clearly see the features or know where the eyes looked.

But after waiting a while, seeing no further action from him,

Ning Xiyin finally breathed a sigh of relief.

However, he couldn’t help but furrow his brow.

From the conversation between these two, they seemed to be plotting against Su Mo?

The scholar’s plot, Alliance Leader Su is a turtle in a jar?

Then these two might belong to the Jinglong Association!

If so, it’s truly like searching thousands of miles with iron shoes, only to find them effortlessly.

Moreover, this person said, at the third quarter after midnight, someone will arrive...

Now it’s not far from midnight, and who will it be?

As thoughts churned in his mind, the gatekeeper came back holding a broken oil-paper umbrella.

Following behind was the group from outside.

The way they dressed suggests they come from different backgrounds.

But they all looked to the leader for direction.

And the leader appeared to be a man in his thirties.

His features were gentle, often with a slight smile on his lips.

After scanning the Yizhuang with his gaze, he looked at the person with the bamboo hat, giving a carefree smile, clasped his fists, and said:

"Greetings, brother. Traveling late at night, we unexpectedly encountered such heavy rain.

"Sorry for any disturbance, please don’t take offense."

The man with the bamboo hat seemed flattered, hastily standing up:

"No, no, I’m just passing through here, suddenly caught by the rain.

"That’s why I hurried here... If I knew this was a Yizhuang, I wouldn’t dare come.

"You brothers’ arrival instead gives me courage.

"Oh, forgive my rudeness, may I know your name?"

"I am Lu Ming, and these are brothers from all over the world, whom I met by chance, and we journey together."

As Lu Ming spoke, he was led to a seat by the gatekeeper.

However, as he sat, he subconsciously glanced upward.

Before seeing Ning Xiyin, he had already retracted his gaze.

Ning Xiyin’s heart skipped a beat again.

This isn’t right!

Earlier, the man with the bamboo hat seemed to glance at me.

Now this unknown Lu Ming also wants to look in my direction.

Could it be that both of them know I’m on this rooftop?

But... there’s no reason for that.

He is the Blade sovereign Ning Xiyin.

His martial arts prowess is renowned in the Jianghu, counted among the best.

After all, the title of San Qi and the Five Elders isn’t bought with money.

It’s earned through his superior Blade Technique, building a fierce reputation.

Now, hiding his presence, observing silently, how could he be easily discovered?

Moreover, repeatedly discovered?

If so, could their martial arts surpass his?

In the tavern, Li Weiran and the others, if not for tricks,

would have been hard-pressed to succeed.

Even outside this Yizhuang, he felt that the ’Master’ wouldn’t have taken advantage of his injuries, coupled with his lack of defense against him.

Couldn’t have easily struck his acupoint.

Now, these two shouldn’t have discovered his tracks so easily.

Unless this rooftop has a hidden mechanism?

The man with the bamboo hat seems familiar with the gatekeeper, likely knowing the Yizhuang well.

There might be some ability to discover anomalies.

But why Lu Ming?

Ning Xiyin’s mind was racing, how could he believe their martial arts might be superior to his?

His ear then caught the conversation between the two again.

The gatekeeper went to the back kitchen to prepare tea for them.

According to what the man with the bamboo hat called himself, he was Ren Piaoling.

He said he was traveling through Jianghu without any particular purpose.

Coincidentally near the Liu Jing Mountain.

Probing Lu Ming’s purpose was simple, as the man directly said:

"Jianghu Alliance’s Su Mo, Alliance Leader Su Mo, has announced Jinglong Association’s suspected locations, including Liu Jing Mountain."

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