C1100 Wooden Man Room

In the still of the night, Bai Yeh made his way to the Wooden Man Room. The room lay quiet and deserted, save for two disciples on guard duty at the entrance, while others practiced in adjoining areas.

"Who goes there?" The disciples called out lazily upon noticing an approaching figure.

"It's me," Bai Yeh replied coolly.

The disciples tensed up, their gazes shifting to him