Just after seeing Lin Zhen off, there was another commotion outside the small courtyard. Qi Yuan turned his head and saw three male cultivators dressed in inner sect disciple robes walking towards his courtyard.

The leading male cultivator had a jade crown and a brocade belt, with a tall and somewhat handsome appearance, yet exuded an indescribable sinister aura that instinctively repelled others.

Behind him were two inner sect disciples who looked like followers, one fat and one thin. The fat one had a face full of flesh, with small eyes darting around cunningly. The thin one had a dark complexion, narrow eyes, and a rat-like appearance.

The three of them came straight to the entrance of the courtyard and stood still. After seeing Qi Yuan inside, the fat cultivator sized him up and down and said in a muffled voice: