C97

It seemed like they had all come prepared. The leader of the group was the man who delivered the invitation the other day. Over forty black clothed men surrounded Yun Lan, Feng Hen, and Yeye in the middle.

"Scatter."

As Yun Lan's voice fell, Feng Hen, Yan Ye, and Zhao Yan leapt up. The black robed men then split into three groups, once again surrounding the three people in the middle