C893 Xie Nanfeng 1(1)

Dark nights.

The old lanterns hanging on the courtyard door swayed with the sound of insects.

Like door gods, two middle-aged men stood in front of the door. They looked around with the help of the dim light, but it was hard to distinguish the outline of the dilapidated house not far away. The environment was quite dark.

This was an inn located in a small village ten miles away from Luoyang