'Why would the Saintess come here? Could it be that the Sect Leader knows something?'
'Or has the Sect Leader grown suspicious of me?'
He knitted his brows in thought for a moment, a vicious look appearing on his sinister face.
His figure flickered, and like a phantom, he sped toward the Wall-Facing Chamber.
In the blink of an eye, he was at the door.
He steadied himself and raised a hand to knock.
But before his fingers could touch the wooden door, he suddenly felt an inexplicable presence lock onto him.
At the same time, the door let out a soft CREAK and swung open on its own.
A resonant voice carried out from within. "A guest has arrived. Come in!"
The visitor's brows knitted. 'This is bad,' he thought.
'He actually detected me in advance.'
But he was a seasoned veteran, not one to be scared off by such a small surprise.
He immediately straightened his back and strode inside.
The room was somewhat dim and sparsely furnished with only everyday items.
