A faint sense of foreboding washed over him. Lin Yun thanked the steward and walked into the small courtyard alone.
The steward who saw Lin Yun enter the courtyard didn't give it a second thought and promptly left. Celestial Eagle Valley would not interfere in the affairs of Yanhuang Country—of course, that would be another matter entirely if Lin Yun were one of its disciples.
As soon as he stepped into the small courtyard, he saw three imposing youths sitting in the pavilion across from him. They seemed to be waiting for Lin Yun, and the moment he entered, the leader of the trio spoke softly.
"Lin Yun, you're finally here."
The youth's tone was placid, yet his words carried an air of absolute confidence, of having everything under control. As he finished speaking, he rose to his feet. With a single, simple step, his figure flickered and reappeared right in front of Lin Yun in the blink of an eye.
