Chapter 659: Lotus Sect's Worry

Night ran deep. At the Lotus Sect Camp, Enzo Yare sat alone inside his tent with a letter spread open before him. It was short, only a handful of words, yet it weighed on his chest like a boulder. "Whitebrow has emerged from seclusion. Martial Domain Realm." He stared at that single line for a long time without moving. Outside, the night wind swept past. Torches crackled and popped. From time to time, hurried footsteps passed by. Patrol disciples. Yet the rhythm of their steps carried a panic...