C42 Fury of the Sky Clouds

Night had fallen, and the Zi Period had not yet arrived.

The moon was obscured, and the wind howled—a perfect time for nefarious deeds.

Ye Feng moved with the grace and stealth of a jungle panther, darting through the darkness. The chaotic footprints and intermittent bloodstains on the ground served as his grim compass.

The outlook was grim.

In pursuit