Thus... this hunchbacked bald ugly man with a raspy voice respectfully shouted: "Lord Qing, the time has come."
The Waterfall separated, and a woman lifted it like a curtain, stepped onto the Water surface, holding a stack of Spiritual paper manuscripts, looking down thoughtfully, yet casually asked: "Who's here, has the intelligence been gathered?"
"Yes, the subordinates just carefully observed the movement over there, indeed a lot of people arrived, those on the surface amount to less than a third, many lurk in the shadows, but only these four are worth noting."
Despite his ugly appearance, seemingly weak as an Ant, in the Demon Sect he's no ordinary figure, overseeing a bunch of people, known as the Black Camel, but this time he follows orders from above to communicate this Mission of the Second Tower Master, yet wasn't expecting to be drawn into intelligence gathering by a few words from the other.
But due to the other party's position suppressing him, he dared not refuse.
