C92 The Evil Spirits of Yin Mountain

In a tranquil courtyard surrounded by a serene environment, a diverse array of flowers and trees flourished. One room, however, was firmly secured with a copper lock. Chee Rongfa swiftly unlocked it and swung the door open. Inside, the room was dim, shrouded mostly in shadows. Jiang Dao stepped in and was immediately greeted by the faint scent of sandalwood. He frowned and inquired