The setting sun lent the entire valley a lazy air.
After a busy day, they each returned to their own courtyards. The attendants had already brought the food over from the dining hall.
As they were eating, Chu Zhiyuan and the other experts silently seeped into the valley like flowing water.
They moved within the shadows cast by the setting sun, soundless and traceless.
They completely concealed their auras, moving lightly and silently.
Before entering the valley, Chu Zhiyuan had already mapped out the buildings within it with absolute clarity.
Based on the buildings and their functions, Zhou Zhongming and the others had clearly assigned the experts their respective areas of responsibility, each performing their own duties.
Upon reaching the valley, the several hundred experts abruptly split into dozens of groups and quietly scattered.
One group went to the nine statues.
One group went to sabotage the mechanisms within the valley.
One group went to slay the experts stationed throughout the valley.
This last group scattered out, each taking charge of a small courtyard.
Chu Zhiyuan and Lu Xiao Lu flitted through the shadows beneath the walls, passing one small courtyard after another.
At last, they arrived before a small courtyard, and a Flying Dagger slipped inside.
The owner of the house was drinking tea in a small pavilion beneath the sunset, resting in contentment.
The Flying Dagger silently drew close along the foot of the wall, passed through the flowerbeds, entered the pavilion's shadow, and then slipped into the pavilion.
A middle-aged man sat in the pavilion, leisurely sipping his tea.
From time to time, he raised his head to look at the evening clouds, his expression faint, calm, and indifferent.
The Flying Dagger silently climbed along a pillar like a snake, then abruptly burrowed into the back of