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As night fell, the sky appeared particularly dark, as if shrouded by a heavy black curtain. In the vast courtyard, only a few torches emitted a faint glow, flickering in the darkness like dying candles in the wind. The night watchmen, scattered throughout the yard, remained vigilant, watching for any signs of movement.
Inside Lin Feng's room, a single candle still burned, casting a dim yellow light that illuminated a soft halo through the paper window. It was already midnight, yet Lin Feng felt no inclination to sleep; he sat quietly at his desk, lost in thought.
Suddenly, a barely perceptible sound broke the tranquility of the night. Though it was extremely faint, Lin Feng's keen senses caught it immediately. His heart tightened as he realized something was amiss. The sound did not come from inside the house but rather from the roof above.
Lin Feng pondered silently: Could there be an uninvited guest? Drawing on years of experience and intuition, he concluded that someone was lurking on the rooftop.
With a steady voice, he said, "If you’re here, show yourself."
No sooner had he spoken than a shadow darted swiftly like a ghost. Moments later, a person light as a swallow executed an elegant maneuver and landed gracefully in Lin Feng's room after several nimble steps.
By the candlelight, Lin Feng finally recognized the visitor's face and exclaimed, "It's you!"
It was Yang Wushuang.
Yang Wushuang was internally astonished; despite his careful approach, he had still been detected by Lin Feng. However, he quickly regained his composure and replied calmly, “Lin, there’s no need to send anyone to investigate tomorrow; it won’t yield any results.” He clasped his fists in greeting.
Lin Feng narrowed his eyes slightly. "Why?"
Taking a deep breath, Yang Wushuang slowly explained, “Tomorrow you should take people to the valley east of Daliang Mountain, and you’ll understand.”
Lin Feng furrowed his brow as he contemplated Yang Wushuang’s words. After a moment, he asked, “What’s there?”
“There are clues you seek!” With that, Yang Wushuang took two quick steps back and leaped out of the room.
Witnessing this scene unfold before him, Lin Feng made an instant decision. Without hesitation, he swiftly followed after him like a gust of wind. At the same time, Yang Wushuang, sensing someone closely trailing behind him, turned around to find that it was indeed Lin Feng, closely pursuing him.
In this way, the two of them raced through the village like two streaks of lightning, one in front and the other closely pursuing. They darted past narrow alleys and weaved around houses, drawing the attention of the villagers who could only catch fleeting glimpses of their blurred figures.
The chase continued without pause until they finally came to a wide, empty grassy field outside the village, where they came to a halt. At this moment, Lin Feng and Yang Wushuang stood facing each other, only a few paces apart.
Yang Wushuang wore an expression of astonishment, his gaze fixed intently on Lin Feng. "Lin," he exclaimed, "I never imagined your agility would be so remarkable; it’s truly breathtaking!"
Hearing this, Lin Feng smiled slightly and humbly waved his hand in response. "Oh, it’s nothing really. I’ve just picked up a few superficial skills."
Despite his modest words, the glimmer of confidence that shone in his eyes was hard to conceal, revealing the true depth of his abilities.
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