Chapter 241 Book 5 Executioners
The moon, pale and full, filtered down through gaps in the twisted canopy, casting silver light on the body of Elder Gi Dong, sprawled on the moss-covered ground. His robe was torn, and blood pooled beneath his motionless form—proof of the ferocity of the duel that had just ended.
Li An crouched low beneath a gnarled bush, her chest rising and falling in uneven rhythm. Her breathing was controlled, silent, honed by years of survival and training. Her tattered black robes blended into the shadows. Her eyes, sharp and calculating, were locked onto the group of six figures that had just arrived in the clearing.
At first, she had thought they were reinforcements—Cloud Wing Sect's emergency response team, perhaps, came to help Elder Gi and their comrades. But something about their demeanor was wrong.
They didn't rush to check Elder Gi Dong's condition.
They didn't call out his name.
