The farther down he went, the more pronounced the bone-chilling cold became. If not for the tremendous benefits awaiting him, Bai Lekang would have long since turned and fled.
The person hiding inside was not someone to be trifled with.
Though they had not interacted much, the air of mystery surrounding this man made Bai Lekang feel a chill seeping from the cracks of his bones every time they met.
He was wicked to the core!
There was only a short flight of stone steps from above to the secret chamber. They soon entered, and the scattered candlelight swayed as though it might gutter out at any moment.
A cold gust swept over him, and Bai Lekang shuddered. The underground chamber was dimly lit, with only an oil lamp on the table giving off a faint glow. Not far away stood an altar, making one's heart grow even colder.
Someone sat before the altar. There was no need to approach; Bai Lekang immediately confirmed his identity.
This was Gui Junxi, once a strategist held in considerable regard by Prince Lu, now a man wanted by the imperial court!
Gui Junxi's face was dark as still water. He said nothing, seeming to be meditating. Only after a long while did he raise his head, glance over, and ask, "Was anyone following you?"
Gui Junxi seemed deeply distrustful of him. Bai Lekang dismissed it, but still answered, "No. After leaving Prince Dai's Residence, I wandered about for quite some time before coming here."
"Is that so?"
Gui Junxi neither confirmed nor denied it. In a world Bai Lekang could not see, several figures, some sitting and some standing, floated above the altar and stared coldly down at him.
"..." Though Bai Lekang could not see them, his heart palpitated. The intense unease