Before long.
Outside Jiangmeng Inn.
The silver-haired beauty and seven shorter men in black appeared in a dark corner outside, coldly watching Jiangmeng Inn beneath the night sky.
"Young Ancestor, how should we do this?" the leading old man in black asked.
The silver-haired beauty folded her arms and said chillingly, "After you go in, beat them up first. Beat them until they cry, then strip them all bare—clean as a whistle, not a scrap of cloth left. Tie them together, press them tight, and let their needle tips face wheat awns!"
Perhaps those last five words amused her. She could not help snickering, then laughed to herself for quite a while.
"Uh..." The old man in black and the others looked at one another. Only then did he ask, "Well... the key boundary cores for entering their rooms are only held by them and us. Afterward, will they make trouble for our inn?"
"Two crouching dragons and fledgling phoenixes—what trouble could they possibly make?" The silver-haired beauty chuckled. "Once there's some action, have our people go up to clean the rooms. Pretend they accidentally see them crossing spears, secretly record it, and use it as leverage. Hehehe..."
Perhaps she had imagined the scene. She burst into even more cheerful laughter, trembling like blossoms in the wind.
"Yes, yes."
The old man in black could only nod. Then he waved his hand, and the other men in black followed him away with remarkable agility. Clearly, this was not their first time helping the silver-haired beauty do something like this!
"Go quickly!"
Standing in the dark street, the silver-haired beauty watched Jiangmeng Inn and still could not resist snickering. At the same time, she reminded them, "Make sure you record it properly and let me take a look. One of them