Standing up, Luo Feng stretched lazily, opened the window, and a refreshing night breeze blew in, invigorating him.
The silver moon hung in the sky, and it was already late at night. The once bustling street was now sparse with pedestrians. In other rooms of the tavern, there were faint sounds of heavy breathing and the continuous creaking of beds, making one's blood race.
"It's time to go to the Second Prince's mansion."
Taking a deep breath, Luo Feng executed his Sky Cloud Step, his figure darting out of the window, merging silently into the night like a nightingale.
A moment later, Luo Feng arrived near the Second Prince's mansion, standing in the shadow of a tall building, looking down below.
On the street, rows of Water Cloud Army soldiers surrounded the entire mansion tightly. The burning torches and cold gleaming swords lit up the night brightly.
"As expected, the defenses are even tighter than yesterday."
