Thinking this through, Bai Li lifted an empty backpack and slung it over one shoulder, just for show. It was not for actual use. It was just there to make her look like she was going out to carry back a few simple things. If anyone saw her, they would probably think she was just being practical and trying to help. Then she reached for the handle of her Tang sword. The blade was sharp and clean, and the weight of it in her hand gave her a little more confidence. It was the kind of weapon that made her feel steady, like even if the world outside was full of danger, she still had something solid she could rely on. Bai Li took one last look around the apartment, made sure she had not forgotten anything important, and then prepared to leave.
On the other side of the building, inside room 2004, Hu Xuecheng was absolutely furious.
