The moment the black-cloaked figure pulled out the compass, Lu Liang and Ruan Ying exchanged a glance and subtly shifted their stance, secretly readying their weapons. If their master's presence was detected, they would attack without hesitation.0

Their actions naturally did not escape the attention of the two newcomers.0

Little did they know, someone had already circled the grand hall when they stepped into the ancient castle, planting dozens of array flags into the ground.0

One of the assassins pulled out a broken spiritual talisman and pressed it onto the compass. The talisman carried a faint trace of Liu Wuxie's aura, allowing them to pinpoint his exact location.0

As the compass needle spun wildly, the two assassins' faces darkened.0

"Liu Wuxie is nearby!" bellowed the assassin holding onto the compass. He quickly stowed the compass away and began to scan the surroundings.0

Liu Wuxie hadn’t expected them to locate him so quickly. As expected, the Black Plume Pavilion's methods were endless; it was no wonder their missions rarely...0