It was at the midnight.
A black figure entered the Eastern Depot to the front hall and pulled down the black cloth covering his face. He bowed on one knee.
"Shi Lei, your subordinate, returns from Nanyuan to reply to the Master."
Leng Qingtang turned around with his hands crossed and his figure was reversed in the candlelight. His phoenix eyes fell darkly on the newly appointed seventh captain's young handsome face, converging his brilliance.
"Did you see that?"
Shi Lei nodded solemnly and said with a certain tone, "I have seen it. I am fortunate to live up to your mission and the condiments have been mixed."
Leng Qingtang nodded with satisfaction, "Thanks for your hard work, Seven. You can leave now."
"Yes."
The black image reflected in the lingering pupils gradually faded out and
