Gong Simeng pondered for a moment in the stillness of the night, while the surrounding sounds of insects chirping rose and fell, urging her to make a decision.
Finally, she nodded and said, "In that case, let's follow the Young Palace Master's plan."
Her voice carried a trace of hesitation but was mostly firm, having resolved to carry out this dangerous plan.
After bathing and changing, Shi Feiyang ate and rested in the tent. Outside, the campfire occasionally crackled, adding a touch of life to the silent night. Meanwhile, Xiang Kun, Xie Wen, Jin Liufu, and others ventured out under the cover of night to scout the location of the Black Wind Stronghold. In the darkness, their figures gradually melded in, leaving behind only the rustle of their footsteps fading into the distance.
Their movements were swift and stealthy, blending seamlessly into the night as they made thorough preparations for the impending battle.
