With the moonlight behind the figure, Ming Yun could not make out the person before her.
But Ming Yun knew perfectly well who had come.
At the visitor's question, a faint smile curled Ming Yun's lips, though it never reached her eyes and even carried a trace of coldness.
"At this hour of the night, who do you expect me to put on an act for?"
"Quite a few high-level cultivators have come this time. You'd do well to be careful." The visitor's tone was already steeped in impatience.
"Careful? You mean you want to remind me to watch out for Su Jiu." Ming Yun could not help chuckling.
"Tell me, aren't you making a mountain out of a molehill? However capable Su Jiu may be, she's only forty, just like me. Can't a whole group of people several hundred years old keep one forty-year-old female cultivator under their thumb?"
The visitor frowned, thinking that some people truly would never understand how serious things were until they had learned a painful lesson.
But this clearly was not the time to let her learn that lesson. After all, if Ming Yun suffered for it this time, it would also mean their mission had failed.
"So what have you come here for this time?"
Clearly, Ming Yun disliked the person at her window as well.
"The higher-ups just sent me to remind you."
Ming Yun pressed her lips together. "I understand. You can leave now."
An hour earlier, Shu Man and her senior sister had slipped out of their courtyard under cover of night and arrived at Yun Huanling's residence.
Her senior sister looked enviously at Yun Huanling's residence and could not help pursing her lips. "Personal disciples of major sects really do get wonderful treatment. Even Yun Huanling has a