Chapter 120 Onmyoji, Blood-Melting Sigil

• Dominic sensed something off about the man in the black robe. Hidden in the dark, Gu Qingfeng and Shadow had noticed it too.
• “That fight was way too weird. That guy was practically throwing himself at the young master to get hit. Something’s not right.” Shadow lifted his chin, replaying every move in his head.
• Beside him, Gu Qingfeng, First Seat of Xuanwu, frowned hard, thoughts racing. Suddenly, a spark—he’d thought of something nasty. “Damn it. An onmyoji… Shadow, go save the young master, now. I’ll track that guy down.”