C727 The Endless Assassination

The courtyard was spartan in its neatness, bordering on bare. A few hoes and assorted tools lay forgotten in a corner, untouched for some time. Beyond that, the small yard was devoid of any other items.

Yang Xuan strode forward, making his way toward the room at the far end of the courtyard.

Upon opening the door, a stark stone bed was all that greeted him