"Young master, I just heard a noise. Is anything wrong?"
Wei Lin hurried over, clutching his black single-edged saber.
Lin Shuguang kept his eyes fixed on the pair of footprints by the doorway. Wei Lin followed his gaze, and his pupils instantly trembled.
He jerked his head up and asked quietly, "That thing came here?"
Lin Shuguang nodded and held out a hand. "Lend me your saber."
Wei Lin froze, an odd expression crossing his face. "Young master, please don't do anything rash."
Lin Shuguang said nothing, merely giving him a calm look.
The unquestionable authority he exuded made Wei Lin instinctively hand over his saber. Before he could puzzle out where this imposing authority had come from, Lin Shuguang had already taken the saber and leaped from the courtyard toward the wall, easily vaulting out of the Lin Family estate.
"Young master!" Wei Lin called softly in alarm. Afraid something would happen to Lin Shuguang, he hastily pushed off the ground and vaulted over the wall as well.
The moment he landed, a sinister wind laden with malice came howling toward him.
Wei Lin's eyelids twitched violently.
He instinctively looked up-
Just a meter away, an old man in burial clothes who looked like a corpse was staring at him with utterly emotionless, scarlet eyes.
Wei Lin's breath instantly caught, and his whole body instinctively tensed. Encountering an evil creature in the dead of night was the last thing he wanted.
Whoosh!
The next second.
The reanimated Old Master Li reached out, his ten pitch-black fingernails poised as though to tear Wei Lin apart.
At the same time, another figure beside him seemed to have anticipated this very moment. He drew the saber and charged!
The Saber Aura gleaming in the night made Wei Lin's heart shudder. Cold Gale