Orchid Pavilion.
Guided by the Crow, Lin Bai arrived before a small courtyard.
He had originally planned to enter the courtyard at once, but unexpectedly, at that very moment, the White-Robed Young Master, who had been sitting on the roof drinking wine and admiring the moon, quietly appeared and stood before the courtyard.
Lin Bai's gaze darkened, and his mind grew solemn.
The White-Robed Young Master's sudden appearance here could only mean one thing: the martial artists guarding Orchid Pavilion had become alert.
"Lin Bai, what are you planning to do now?"
"If you want to get inside, you'll have to get past the White-Robed Young Master!"
"Why don't you two fight?"
The Crow stood on Lin Bai's shoulder and asked in a low voice.
Although the White-Robed Young Master possessed formidable strength and profound cultivation, he was, like Lin Bai, at the lower-grade Great Purity Dao Fruit Realm.
If Lin Bai fought with all his might, he might still have a chance of killing him.
But that was the worst option.
If Lin Bai made a move inside Orchid Pavilion, it would inevitably cause a huge disturbance.
By then, with the more than seventy martial artists guarding Orchid Pavilion swarming over, even if Lin Bai managed to meet the Posthumous Child, he probably would not be able to take her away.
Just as Lin Bai hesitated,
an unsteady, drunken old man came over from the distance.
The White-Robed Young Master smiled and said, "Old Drunkard, you came too."
Old Drunkard hugged a wine jar, dropped heavily onto the ground beside the White-Robed Young Master's feet, and cursed, "I was sleeping soundly when that bastard Zhu Pin came over and kicked me awake."
"He even said someone had infiltrated Orchid Pavilion and told me to come help you guard this