After climbing the wall, Qianye ran along it toward the lookout tower. There, he entered via the same method and tapped the sentry lightly behind his neck. As the man’s lifeless head drooped to one side, Qianye’s origin power flowed out gently, releasing a similar rank-three origin power fluctuation.

Qianye stood motionless in the sentry’s position, almost as though nothing had happened here. The only difference from before was the two blue dots under the dark sky.

The city lord’s manor was quiet beneath the sable curtain of the night. The dim lights illuminating certain corners of the building actually made the place even gloomier and more frightening. There were neither banquets nor dancing tonight, and the servants would tread lightly for fear of attracting the attention of the bigshots.

These people didn’t quite know what had transpired, but they were sharp enough to tell that the Wolf King and city lord were in a bad mood.

Qianye’s nose twitched ever so slightly as he sensed a faint odor of blood. The blood energy therein was extremely faint, but it was fairly noticeable for someone with a vampire constitution like Qianye. Additionally, it was quite fresh...