Tiger Peak Manor.
You Wanying stood with her senior disciple Ban Wu and junior apprentice Shen Ao in front of Yu Yan's grave.
Those who died tragically have their grievances unresolved, even their coffins cannot conceal them.
After winter set in, the weather remained gloomy.
You Wanying felt that her mood was just like this weather, never lightened up.
"Master, this time it's my fault, there was an error in my arrangements..."
Ban Wu wore a trace of guilt on his face; they too had heard the news.
A team of returning guards from Tiger Peak Manor had been ambushed and killed halfway.
This was inconceivable in the past.
Who would dare to casually kill someone from Tiger Peak Manor?
Not to mention revenge; who would dare provoke the poison oozing from the guards?
Yet these events happened against all odds.
As Ban Wu's voice trailed off, You Wanying remained silent, merely frowning while looking at her disciple's grave.
Beside her, Shen Ao suddenly knelt down on the ground.
