"Let me introduce myself first to you, sorry for being rude from the moment we arrived. I'm White Mustache, the brother of the owner of this house, the White Jinn." The masked old man removed his white dragon mask, and he had indeed a thick and long white mustache on his face.

"Y-you are the White Mustache?! And who is the White Jinn?" Ling Ai was very surprised that the man in front of her was the renowned White Mustache.

"Yes, but trust me, we won't do you any harm. So follow us for now and I'll tell you everything when we get there." The White Mustache left a green leaf swerving in the air as he suddenly disappeared in front of Ling Ai, so is the four masked men with him.

"Wh-what? They didn't even wait for my response." Ling Ai used her eyes of divinity and immediately found them leaping from the tall trees. And she noticed that there was a full moon when she looked up to find them.

"Full moon? I didn't notice that." Ling Ai quickly catches up to the White Mustache with amazing speed.

"As expected, she won't fail us..." The White Mustache slightly turned aside to look at Ling Ai quickly catching up with their speed.

They got outside the walls of Luban Sect and a few kilometers away from the Luban Sect fortress lies a hidden shadow village, known as the Full Moon Clan, a family of assassins. It was hidden by a strong illusion skill that trees appeared to take place where the village was built. But with one flick of the White Mustache, the illusion was revoked.

"This is our clan, our home. Please be welcomed." The White Mustache said as they all resurfaced from the forest and hovered in the air from their strong leaps watching the white establishments below them.

"Woah, that's cool. So this is your place...all white." Ling Ai followed the White Mustache and his masked men that landed on the said village.

From the moment they landed at the Full Moon Clan, all the assassins were wearing a white mask and a black ninja suit. They bowed down to their knees forming a path when the White Mustache arrived.

"Come with me, young lady Ling Ai." The White Mustache walked towards a white temple guarded by another four men wearing a white tang suit and white robe with a white dragon mask covering their face.

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"You guys don't like the color white, huh? So this is your place White Mustache-"

The eight men wearing white tang suit and white robe with dragon masks suddenly appeared surrounding Ling Ai and pointing their long swords to her neck.

"Wh-what is going on now..." Ling Ai was shocked that she was threatened to death by the eight dragon-masked men in pointing their swords to her neck. Ling Ai's neck was tapped by the tip of the sword and blood dripped from her neck. "Is this a set up now?" Ling Ai stayed calm but she was sweating cold at the same time as she felt that they weren't normal, they're strong and she's not familiar with the place. They might kill her instantly if she reacts carelessly.

"Dragon swords! Enough! Don't disrespect our guest like that. Get back to your areas!" The White Mustache shouted at the eight masked men that surrounded Ling Ai pointing their swords at her. Because at the Full Moon Clan, calling the elder with respect is a golden rule that if someone disregards it, one would be punishable by death. And Ling Ai just casually said White Mustache without acknowledging him as a lord.

"Forgive us, my Lord White Mustache."

One of the masked men apologized that represents the group as a whole called dragon swords, the personal guards of the legendary White Mustache.

"Forgive us, young lady." The said men swiftly slashed their own necks and got back from their positions like nothing happened, four at the front of the white temple and four behind the White Mustache following them.

"What was that?!" Ling Ai widened her eyes and her heart jump and beats rapidly from what she just saw. "They slit their own necks with their swords?! Are your men okay? Will they not die from that?" Ling Ai curiously asked White Mustache who was not bothered by what his men did and continues walking towards the temple.

"They deserved it. It is a sign of repentance when they asked for forgiveness because they made a mistake disrespecting a special guest of the Full Moon Clan. As what you have noticed young lady Ling Ai, white color is all around anywhere you look in this place. Even at the lodge, right? Because the white color represents purity, innocence, and integrity. That's what all of the people here treasures, trains, and master. All from within, the holy nature of the heart.

And so much for the lord thing, you can just call me White Mustache as I see you an equal to me being my guest." The White Mustache had a kind face and lightly smiled at Ling Ai.

While Ling Ai's heart was comforted and she felt relieved hearing those words from the White Mustache like she really belonged to the place as she was also born and raised by her grandfather Zhang Mo the way the Full Moon Clan imposed their way of life and belief. But Ling Ai's face was worried watching the men's neck slit gushing blood that it stained their white clothes in red.

All of the eight dragon swords were unwavering and fearless even though blood was gushing out their necks. But what surprised Ling Ai as she looks at them on a point-blank distance with her eyes of divinity, the slit was slowly closing as a red chi string was stitching it neatly.

"Is that-"

"Yes, it's a Martial arts skill, the blood needle. It heals any wounds on your body, even internally but it requires much deep understanding in shaman talents." The White Mustache interrupted Ling Ai and answered her right away as he was giving much of his attention to Ling Ai.

They entered the White temple and the first thing that Ling Ai saw was the centerpiece, an armor of a warrior.

"What is that? Amazing. It's beautiful yet mysterious." Ling Ai was astonished at the centerpiece of the temple, it was dragon helmet, white breastplate with fur around the gorget, white boots, white gloves, and a long red saber.

"Yes, indeed. He is the true hero of the Luban Sect fortress. My brother, the White Jinn's armor... Dragon swords, you may now leave." White Mustache raised his hand as he ordered them to leave.

"Yes my lord." The four dragon swords following the White Mustache left a blurry figure as soon as they received the order to leave.

"They're really fast and good... your dragon swords. Uhmm, so can I ask you now what is happening? I've been meaning to ask this earlier, why are you guys called assassins when what you're taught was all about purity, innocence, and integrity. Isn't that quite ironic?" Ling Ai wondered with her eyebrow raised.

"Good observation and listening skills, Ling Ai-"

"Hey wait! Yes, I remember that also. How did you know my name?"

"Ling Ai'er, the Full Moon Clan have eyes everywhere in the Luban Sect fortress as we are the guardian of the family. Everything that is going on, is reported here in this very place. That's how I knew what your name is. Come, have a sit." White Mustache walked to a long seat at the corridors of the temple.

"Thanks. So you guys are a guardian? And it's my first time hearing the name White Jinn, you are the White Mustache and then your brother is the White Jinn which is the Luban Sect's true hero?" Ling Ai arched her brows sitting beside White Mustache.

"Yes, he saved the Luban Sect from annihilation by the foreign intruders. The foreign intruders primarily formed an alliance with the Raven country, but then turned their way when they saw how prosperous the Luban Sect fortress is. The foreign country planned on going an all-out attack to Raven country after the Luban Sect is conquered successfully. But bad news came to them, their thousand samurai Grandmaster ranked were slaughtered mercilessly in the hands of the White Jinn or also known as the White Devil.

He is also the founder of the Full Moon Clan shadow warriors."

"Quite strong of them to turn their backs on a strong country like the Raven country and I believe the Emperor would do his part if he knows that the Raven country is attacked by a foreign army, right? And if the White Jinn or the White Devil is the true hero of the Luban Sect then why is it that he is almost unknown to the fortress? There's not even one statue, monument or even like scrolls or something that represents his heroic act and bravery." Ling Ai wondered and had a curious face on why did the White Jinn seemed to be unknown to the town, or rather not acknowledged as someone great or brave.