3310 Visitors “When I return, I’ll choose a few servants and send them over. Since you are staying here, it is necessary to have some servants around.” Patriarch Shao rose to his feet and saluted, “Farewell.” Guan Xilin did the same, and after seeing Patriarch Shao off, he walked to the back of the building to find a courtyard to rest. “Does Patriarch really believe his words?” An elder accompanying Patriarch Shao asked after he left. “Do you have any doubts about it?” Patriarch Shao turned to face the elderly man. “Not quite. This person exudes an extraordinary aura and doesn’t seem to be someone who would take advantage or have ulterior motives. He might really have a connection to Miss Feng and the others. If what he said is true, someone will soon come to visit. It might turn out to be a good thing.” Patriarch Shao nodded. “That’s right. Despite his youth, this man exudes an aura of authority. His demeanour and every move are intimidating, and he reminds me of them.” Feng Jiu’s people, including the masters Xuanyuan Mo Ze, and Feng Jiu, need no further explanation. Even their subordinates, such as Leng Hua, did not look like ordinary servants; rather, they carried themselves as if they were children of influential families. Master Shao was thus inclined to believe Guan Xilin to a certain extent after meeting him just now. However, what the people of the Shao family didn’t anticipate was that they wouldn’t have to wait for several days. Someone quietly infiltrated the Feng Manor as soon as it got dark… Guan Xilin who was sleeping in the courtyard, heard the movement and opened his eyes in the darkness. He stood up and said, “Since you’re here, come in.” Just as he finished speaking, two black figures leapt through the window, and the lamp was turned on to illuminate the room. The three people in the room assessed one another in silence. Guan Xilin had anticipated Leng Hua and the others, but to his surprise, it was two men in black wearing masks. He grinned and observed them while leaning back on the bed. “Are you from Hell’s Palace?” “Greetings, Master Guan.” After looking briefly at Guan Xilin, the two of them saluted him respectfully with clasped fists “Who sent you? Gray Wolf? Or Leng Hua? Maybe Du Fan?” He asked, staring at their masks. He mused that Hell’s Palace’s members wore the same masks as before. But in Hell’s Palace, these masks could only be worn by people with a certain rank. Lower-ranking members would cover their faces with black cloth. “It was Steward Du who sent us,” one of them said. “When Steward Du learned that Master Guan has arrived here, he ordered us to gather information in secret.” “Where have they gone? Are they not in Cardinal Point City?” Guan Xilin asked. “They are not in Cardinal Point City right now, but they will be here in a few days.” When Guan Xilin heard this, he nodded. “Alright! It’s enough that they know I’m here. Tell them that I’m waiting for them here.” If they were going back, that meant that Little Jiu and the others would be back soon. “Yes.” After giving this answer, the two men didn’t leave right away and then said, “Master Guan, if you need to contact us, you can find the shopkeeper at today’s tavern. Here’s the token.” One of them handed him a token. “We are leaving now.” The two men left in a flash. Guan Xilin played with the token for a while before putting it away and going back to bed to get some rest. He couldn’t help but smile, knowing he would see them soon…