From time to time, he rubbed his hands together and blew on them.
But he didn't leave, seemingly waiting for something.
His eyes flickered in places others couldn't see, and he turned his head, his gaze unintentionally scanning in four directions.
After confirming there was no threat to him, he lowered his head and quietly waited.
The four people hidden in the dark communicated about the Five Spirits Gu.
"It seems this old man is the one Yixin Sect sends resources to Yemo, got to say, he's acting the part well."
"I have to admit, the talent from the subordinate sects really is plentiful. Look at this old guy, if I hadn't known beforehand, I wouldn't have been able to tell he's one of our sect, not just a beggar."
"Indeed, this is their survival rule. If not, it would be death."
"That's true."
"It's almost three quarters past midnight. Why hasn't Yemo arrived yet?"
