Once he got into the bamboo forest, the pressure suddenly lessened.
After all, no one would think anyone could bypass all the defenses and silently infiltrate the main peak, so the defense here was extremely weak.
Zhao Ya traversed the bamboo forest, pausing occasionally to avoid the passing people on the distant mountain path.
Even though it was already midnight, the main peak of Cyan Bamboo Ridge remained bustling.
People moved back and forth on the mountain path, pushing carts or carrying burdens, taking various supplies to the back mountain.
Zhao Ya knew these were likely mining supplies, so he paid them no mind, instead steering clear of crowded areas, quickly reaching the heights of Cyan Bamboo Ridge.
Here it was much quieter.
Aside from some guards, only the lights from the Central Courtyard Stronghold were shining.
But there was no one here.
