Due to the long journey during the day, everyone felt exhausted and retired early.
At this time, in the midst of a howling wind and swirling snow, the brave heroes awoke from their dreams.
Xie Wen was dressed in tight-fitting black clothing, which seemed to absorb the endless night, blending perfectly with the surrounding darkness, making it indistinguishable. His stance was agile, like a leopard stealthily moving in the night, light and nimble, quietly approaching Shi Feiyang's room.
He lightly raised his right hand, his fingers long and flexible, gently tapping on the door as if they were green onions.
