"But your voice is still at the door?" another said.
With no other choice, I walked to the bedside. "Is this alright this time?"
As soon as I finished speaking, I tiptoed, like a cat, and crept towards the door—this door opened inward, leaving space in the doorway.
"Alright, Mr. Wu, don't move."
*Click*, the sound of a key in the lock, and the door opening. *Creak*, the large wooden door was pushed open from the outside. "Mr. Wu?"
He couldn't see clearly because I had turned off the lights in the room. He could only see what was within the beam of light extending from the door.
"Mr. Wu?" A cook walked in. I immediately sidestepped and brought a wine bottle crashing down on his head.
This didn't require any skill; whoever hit was impressive.
I struck a vital point on his head. The cook didn't utter a sound, collapsing directly, his body stiffening and twitching. Before the second cook could even react to what was happening, half of my chopstick was at his throat. "Don't move! Or I'll stab a bloody hole in your neck!"
The cook raised his hands. "I won't move, I won't move! Mr. Wu, I'm just a cook! Please don't be rash!"
"I'm not being rash, where are the ropes? I need to tie you up!"
The cook glanced sideways at me. "Mr. Wu, you're not planning to tie me up and then... kill me, are you?"
I withdrew my chopstick and sneered, "I'm at least a second-rate master in the martial world. If I can't beat Miss Long Yue, surely I can deal with you? I'm just worried you'll go report this. For safety's sake, I'll tie you up, and then I can escape with peace of mind."
What sincere words! Except for the "second-rate master" part, everything else was the truth!
Touched by my sincerity, the cook obediently led me downstairs and found two ropes. He then dragged the first cook out of the room and into their quarters. He tied the unconscious cook to a chair and then tied himself up halfway, leaving the final knot-tying to me—because that was the extent of his ability.
I tied three knots behind his back and then tore a towel in half, stuffing one piece into each cook's mouth.
As for Long Yue, I wouldn't tie her. With her profound power, even if bound by steel bars, she could probably break free.
Returning to the room, I looked at Long Yue again. She was still sleeping soundly. Fearing she might catch a chill, I tucked her in, folded her outer garment, and placed it by her pillow so she wouldn't have trouble finding it when she woke up. Then, I left, locked the door, and intended to discard the key. But I noticed the cook in the room was watching me. So, I pocketed the key myself, lest the cook break free from his ropes and use the key to release Long Yue.
Going downstairs, the castle's main gate was closed, but there was only a bolt on the inside, which was easily opened. To be safe, I once again activated my qi sensing technique, confirming that the three individuals upstairs hadn't moved and that there were no other Mohe people outside. Only then did I open the door and step out. Before me was the same large lawn, with many tall lampposts standing around, brightly lit. They really weren't concerned about electricity bills!
There was a path leading to the outside, but I had observed it from the mountaintop earlier. It was quite long, about five kilometers, with no other forks in the road. Therefore, taking this path was more dangerous, as it was easy to be discovered by the Mohe people—what if they returned!
It was better to take the path from the mountaintop. Although it was dark, at least I had taken it before, and more importantly, I knew there was cell phone signal on the mountaintop!
I circled around the castle, passed through the vineyard, and reached the foot of the mountain. There was little light here. Fortunately, the weather was clear, and the moon was bright. I climbed the mountain, stepping carefully, and encountered no obstacles.
The mountain wasn't high. After about five or six minutes, I successfully reached the summit. Looking back at the castle, it was the same. The three qi presences were still in place. I took out my phone, turned it on, and waited for a while. Sure enough, there was a signal. A bunch of WeChat messages were trying to contact me, including from my own people. But I didn't have time to reply to them one by one. I directly found Sha Wuji's number and called him.
"Wow? Boss, you can still make calls?" Sha Wuji sounded a bit surprised.
"I've escaped," I said in a low voice, not sure why I lowered my voice. Perhaps it was guilt from being a thief.
"Where are you!"
"Near the Mohe headquarters, a castle. Your sister and the others have been here before. Are you with them?" Last time I came, I didn't bring Yaoyao; I brought that group of enchantresses.
"Yes, we are. Who are you looking for?" Sha Wuji asked.
"Ying."