บท 417: Chapter 412: Dragon Prestige

Having personally slain all the demon followers that were searched out, thus resolving a hidden danger in the city, Yaheng felt relieved, then began to stroll leisurely around the city streets that were under his watch.

Unnoticed, Yaheng arrived at the entrance of a quiet orphanage, where an old man dressed in ragged clothes with white hair was holding a broom, silently sweeping within the orphanage.

"Good evening, elder, are the children asleep?"

"They are all asleep." The old man glanced at Yaheng, "I've told you countless times, clean the stench off of you after killing before you come here. You will scare the children during the day like this."

"I don't smell of anything." Yaheng sniffed his armpit with a somewhat resentful look.

"The strong stench of blood on you, I could smell it from a street away." The old man spoke in a casual tone.