Because they had to take care of the Nalan Clansmen, Sima You Yue and the others had to remain in the city of Linchuan for another night. They prepared to head to Anyang City on the second day.
During this time, in a warehouse not too far from where they were staying at, there were Nalan Clansmen with long faces, frighteningly solemn.
"Senior and Cousin have been killed?" The man who sat in the centre looked at a guard who was kneeling in the centre and asked in a voice so terrifyingly cold.
That man looked rather handsome. However, his malicious eyes caused him to look rather sinister. With one look, one could tell that he was nothing good. Despite that, the men around him stood respectfully to the side, as crowded around a respected leader. This showed his position in the Nalan Clan.
