Chapter 135 Friends meet

　　Before the door, they were tested with swordplay, and Yun Qingfeng understood perfectly. It was just that the person had seen through his weaknesses in one stroke, which was somewhat difficult for him to accept. If it had been him, he certainly couldn't have done it.　　Not long after, Zhou Bo stepped out again and led the three of them into the courtyard.　　Following the stone path, they found the garden desolate and sparse. There were few items in the yard, just two clean pavilions, a few stone tables, and a couple of stone chairs. A dozen willow trees grew in the yard.　　Inside the reception room, a woman sat in the main seat, dressed in a crimson-striped, dark blue wide-sleeved robe. She appeared to be around forty years old, sitting there gracefully and dignified.　　Yun Qingfeng guessed she must be Mrs. Lin.　　Beside Mrs. Lin stood a martial artist, around twenty-five years old, with a ghostly-headed knife hanging from his waist.　　"Mrs. Lin, it's them," said Zhou Tong.　　"Who gave you the silk handkerchief?" asked Mrs. Lin.　　"It was your maidservant, Wen Xiang," replied Yun Qingfeng.　　"That's her. Now, tell m