The silence lasted for a moment. In a spot with its back to the moon, a pitch-black shadow like the reflection of a wall suddenly moved in an eerie manner. In just a moment, the shadow climbed upward, eventually solidifying into the shape of a human figure.
The figure was entirely wrapped in a black robe. He casually glanced in the direction of Xiao Yan's room, then slightly raised his head, revealing an aged, dark-complexioned face.
"That was close." The Black-Robed Man let out a soft breath. "That expert called Uchiha Madara has such sharp senses. I'd already concealed my aura with a cultivation technique, yet he still detected me. And I can't even see through his strength—it's truly frightening. Since when did the Jia Ma Empire have such an expert?"
"And that boy Xiao Yan's senses are extraordinary as well. He's only a Dou Master now, yet after being warned by the other party, he was already able to pinpoint my position. He can't be underestimated." The black-robed elder sighed. "What a pity. Though his talent is decent, he's still far too lacking. And he keeps wandering around a place like the Jia Ma Empire—how much can he possibly achieve? At this rate, he'll sooner or later end in bitter disappointment. Young man, if you don't work harder, the gap between you and the young lady will only grow wider. Do you really think the clan head's daughter is so easy to pursue?"
With another sigh, the black-robed elder shook his head. "Ah, forget it. Fortunately, this little fellow will soon be heading to the Misty Cloud Sect. Once I finish up matters here, I can return to protect the young lady." Stretching his arms and twisting his body, the black-robed elder shuddered. His robe gradually blurred as he