Duan Yun and the Murong brothers waited.
They had been eating sweet potatoes at Lingyu Palace for two days but still hadn't been summoned by the elder.
They wanted to take action deliberately but had to be cautious.
They had been to dangerous places before, such as the Ghost Manor in the Martial World, where they had ventured deep and fought fiercely, leading to the storyteller slandering them, saying they were the most terrifying existence, a lingering nightmare for the surviving assassins of the Manor.
If the Netherworld Manor's buildings were tall, like a giant's dwelling, oppressive and solemn, then Mingyu Palace seemed much more approachable.
Not cornfields, but sweet potato fields; if not for the grandeur of Lingyu Palace, one might mistake it for a large farmstead.
However, this ordinariness was just its facade; the seemingly peaceful sweet potato fields occasionally revealed Mingyu Palace disciples working, just like ordinary farmers.
