The night was dark and windy, and Luanshi Ridge was shrouded in shadowy forests and cliffs.
Three dark figures advanced slowly, and soon were at the foot of the mountain.
They moved along the mountain curves, thus minimizing the chance of being spotted by enemy scouts above.
Once inside the forest, with trees for cover and the darkness of night, it was even more difficult to be seen.
Cao Xiao held a small wooden box in his arms, containing several pieces of something like ointment. He needed to find the water source and, as instructed by Long Yue, place the ointment at the bottom, preferably wedged among stones to prevent it from being washed away.
He didn't know what the ointment was, but Long Yue had warned him to be careful when handling it and to avoid touching his mouth after the task was done.
Well, he'd have to be out of his mind to touch his mouth!
They stopped below a mountain hollow.
"Young Master, there's no one on the mountain, you can come up."
