บท 231: Chapter 231 A Porridge-Triggered Bloodbath

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The moon was dark, the wind was high, and the night was deep and silent.

A shadowy figure vaulted onto the inn's back wall, lightly touching the top with his toes to propel himself onto the roof, landing silently on the tiles.

He hunched down, his face concealed by a black scarf, revealing only a pair of eyes sparkling with sharp light.

The man in black drew a dagger and gently inserted it between the tiles.

"Scram!"

Just at that moment, a voice suddenly rang in his ears.

The man in black was struck as if by lightning, almost rolling off the rooftop, with a stifled breath of old blood he couldn't spit out pressing against his chest.

In his panic, he forcefully summoned his True Qi and leapt up, swooping out like a large bird.

In the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the dark alley behind the inn.

In the guest room, Wang Chen sat cross-legged on the soft couch, closing his eyes again to continue cultivating the Five Elements Technique.