Elder Xu turned around, only to find the temple empty. Aside from the corpses on the floor, where was anyone else?
Though advanced in years, he was not muddleheaded. He knew he had not imagined that voice—someone had definitely been here. Yet no matter how he searched, he could find no trace of anyone else in the room.
Then he suddenly realized something and whipped around. It felt as though his entire body had been plunged into icy water. Princess Jincheng had been lying there, vibrant and alluring, just moments ago—where had she gone?
If not for the lingering fragrance in the air, he might have thought everything that had just happened had been an illusion.
"Are you a man or a ghost?" Elder Xu drew a short staff from behind his back. His seniority was extremely high, and his martial arts ranked among the best in the Beggar's Clan. He had once learned several forms of the Dog Beating Staff Technique. Now, only this Beggar's Clan secret art could give him even a sliver of security.
"If one has done no wrong, one need not fear ghosts knocking at midnight. It seems Your Excellency has done quite a few shameful things in this life." A cold voice sounded beside his ear.
Elder Xu spun around, only to see a young man standing with his hands behind his back at the doorway more than a zhang away. His heart turned cold. In the blink of an eye, the other man had moved more than a zhang away from his side, yet he had heard not the slightest sound of wind. It was clear just how formidable the man's martial arts were.
"Who exactly are you?" Elder Xu asked, forcing himself to remain calm.
The young man ignored him and instead