Chapter 334: Pointing the Spear

The night was dark and heavy, and few people remained on the streets and alleyways. One palace lantern after another hung in front of the House of Fallen Petals, casting shifting, mottled glows on the ground. Not far away, the Daoist elder stood there with a smile, his tone warm and polite. Yet, his words were utterly contemptuous, with a clear intent to humiliate. They went off in Mu Xi and his companions' ears like a sudden crack of thunder. Their intoxication vanished immediately, and...