At ten in the morning, the gates of Yunxiao Hall on Fallen Demon Street opened punctually, starting business. However, during the day, the business at Yunxiao Hall was rather deserted; it was at night that Yunxiao Hall really came alive.
Security guards in silver-gray uniforms stood in two neat rows at the entrance of the building, resembling two rows of wooden sculptures.
Squeak—
A flashy black X9 off-road vehicle stopped abruptly yet steadily in front of Yunxiao Hall's building entrance, drawing little attention. After all, Fallen Demon Street was indeed quite quiet at this time.
Three men stepped down from the car, all wearing leather coats.
Though all in black leather coats, the tall man in the lead wore it with the domineering aura of a royal cape; the man on the left wore it with a flamboyant charm, while the middle-aged man on the right looked mismatched, like an old doctor forced to wear trendy fashion.
