Zhang Su grasped the saber in his hand, unlocked room 202, and pushed the door open. As it opened, voices came from inside.
"Does everyone on Celestial Horse Island usually get up this early? Making a racket before six o'clock!"
Wu Baokang snored loudly, but in reality, he was a light sleeper. As soon as Zhang Su and the others clomped up the stairs, he woke up and grumbled when he heard the door open.
Click, Zhang Su turned on the light, and the blinding brightness made Wu Baokang raise his hand to shield his eyes.
"What the hell, you couldn't say something before turning on the lights..."
"Stop whining, the situation is not as you described. You're not going anywhere. Come on!"
Zhang Su took out some plastic cable ties and a roll of steel wire from his bag.
"What do you mean? Why are you tying me up?"
