Mo Han descended from the mountain eagle, his robe fluttering softly against the cold breeze. Below him sprawled the Fan Family Estate — a cluster of white jade buildings adorned with crimson banners, each etched with the sigil of a soaring phoenix.
As the eagle landed, several guards in dark blue armor stepped forward, their spears crossing lightly in salute. The leading guard bowed. "Visitor, please state your name and purpose. The Fan Family is not open to casual visits."
"Mo Han," he said calmly, his voice level and unhurried. "From the Eternal Night Mansion. I've come to rent your training room — for elder rank cultivator practice."
The guard's brows lifted slightly at the mention of Eternal Night Mansion — that name carried whispers of both power and controversy. Still, he nodded. "Please, follow me, Senior."
