Chapter 585: Conspiracy and the Ancient Temple

In the depths of the residence, within the grand hall, a middle-aged man with black hair and a beard, dressed in a purple-gold robe, was seated in the main chair. His features were sharp, and his eyes, fierce like a tiger's, exuded authority. Kneeling before him was a man with his face masked by black cloth. The man seated in authority was none other than Wei Fenghe, the patriarch of the Wei family. He gazed at the masked man and said in a deep voice, "Have you investigated the matter entrusted...