Mr. Lan looked at the mansion in front of him and straightened his clothes. It was nighttime, and he had planned the timing; coming during the day was definitely not an option. This was the residence of the foremost civil official of the Yuanyang Country, and it would certainly be heavily guarded.
The only option was to come at night.
At this moment, there were no passersby in front of the mansion. There must be people standing guard at the entrance, defending the Cheng Mansion.
"Sky Martial." Mr. Lan gestured to the Tianwu God.
The Tianwu God nodded, exchanged a glance with his wife, straightened his outfit, and walked forward.
"Who goes there?" Four guards made a motion to draw their swords, vigilant as they confronted the Tianwu God. It was already the third watch of the night, and with people approaching, they naturally became wary.
