The night was as dark as ink.
The woods outside Jinxi Town were cold and silent.
Three figures, one in white and two in black, walked along the path in the woods.
One of the black-clad men said, "Young Master, just a bit further ahead is where the manor owner and madam were attacked."
The young man in white stopped, his expression obscured by the night. He spoke in a deep voice, "Xuan Ming, give me the map you drew this morning."
"Yes!"
Xuan Ming responded, taking out a neatly folded piece of paper from his chest and handing it to the young man.
Duan Yunfei took the paper, unfolded it, and examined it closely with the fire stick passed over by Xuan Ying.
Xuan Ying said, "Young Master, this forest is vast, with several paths leading to Jinxi Town. The only ones who knew the manor owner and madam would pass through here are the people sent by Yongning Manor. Young Master, do you think it could be..."
"Xuan Ying!"
Xuan Ming interrupted Xuan Ying abruptly.
