The innermost courtyard belonged to Han Songcheng, so usually, no one was allowed here without his permission. Aside from Vulture and Zhang Long, no one else had gotten the opportunity to come here.

Han Songcheng and Vulture were inside a room in the innermost courtyard. The two of them were sitting down, recovering their spirit force. This was only one of the living rooms, so the decorations were a bit shabby. It contained a carved green pinewood table, two carved redwood flat stools, and there was a long mouth blue flower teapot. There was also a teacup carved from yellow dragon jade.

There were three carpets made of tiger skin laying on the ground. At this moment, Han Songcheng and Vulture were sitting on them, recovering their spirit force.

Hearing Zhang Long’s heart-wrenching scream, Han Songcheng suddenly opened his eyes. Vulture was also awakened by the scream.

Han Songcheng frowned and his gloomy face turned a bit ugly. “The illusion formation was unable to trap them, and it seems like Zhang Long’s situation is not good either.”

Vulture had only recovered 30% of his spirit force. When he...