That night, faint moonlight spilled across the land.
Muquan Township—a water town under Greenfield City.
There are no lakes here, but several winding rivers run clear to the bottom, water grasses swaying gracefully, and the trees on both banks grow lush and vigorous.
Pingnan Hotel, a standard room on the third floor.
Splash.
A faint sound came from the door of the room.
Who is it!?
Andrew Han was practicing Solar Pillar Stance. He immediately released the stance, his eyes sharp as an eagle's, fixed on the doorway. The condensed force within his body began to circulate—he was fully alert.
Having just stepped into the Martial Arts World, one cannot afford carelessness.
Especially the ability of Specter Possession—dangerous beyond measure. Even someone as strong as Miles Ning had warned him to be extra cautious when carrying out missions.
"Hm?"
Andrew's eyes flashed.
The faint sound of breathing outside the door gradually faded away. Something was slipped under the threshold—it seemed to be a note.
Could it be...
Is this mission out of the ordinary? Is someone warning me to be on guard? But why use such a cautious method—could there be an issue with Tanya Li or Ethan Cheng?
Besides, Andrew doesn't know any other Martial Artists—any First Rank.
"Interesting."
He narrowed his eyes, listened intently for a moment, and, after confirming no one was at the door, quickly walked over and pulled out the note—no, to be precise, it was a card.
The back was pure white, with no writing.
Turning it over, he saw a picture of a fresh-faced girl taking up half the card, with the words: '24-hour hotel, guesthouse, residential service—official invoices available.'