Outside the Lin Mansion.
The shadowy figure whistled for a long time.
But the other Hummingbird never appeared.
He took out some nectar to lure it, but after a good while, it was still no use.
As time passed, he didn't dare to linger any longer.
He could only shoot a hateful glare at the Lin Mansion before turning to leave.
As an Extraordinary, his status was considerable, but Hummingbirds were difficult to raise, their value no less than that of a Middle-level Exotic Beast.
Losing a Hummingbird meant a deduction from his pay.
'That Old Ghost Lin of the Black Water Gang!'
'You made me lose money!'
'Just you wait!'
Tang Wen had no intention of releasing the Hummingbird he had just acquired.
It was a rare prize for him.
Tonight was destined to be a busy, sleepless night.
Tang Wen arrived at the Northwest corner of the Lin Mansion, in the most remote and cramped courtyard.
Inside a room, a young Martial Artist sat with his eyes closed, tempering his Spiritual Power.
