As his thoughts raced, Jiang Hao came up with a plan. With the enemy's strength unknown, it was best to outwit him rather than attack head-on. He took out his talisman-drawing tools from his storage space and quickly drew several Beginner Talismans: a Hemorrhage Control Talisman, a Healing Talisman, and a Misfortune Talisman.
The Hemorrhage Control Talisman was for getting stabbed, while the Healing Talisman could treat internal injuries. As for the Misfortune Talisman, if it could not improve his own luck, then he could lower his opponent's luck instead. The effect was the same either way. Finally, he took out the Fox Mask and fastened it over his face.
Shangguan Yunhe walked over to the bed, pinched up a lock of the woman's silky hair, and raised it to his nose for a sniff. With a lecherous grin, he said, "It smells wonderful. Like orchids."
Su Xiaoxiao knew that her miserable fate had already been decided. She closed her eyes in pain.
Creak!
Without warning, the battered door was pushed open. Shangguan Yunhe jumped in fright and sprang to his feet. A slender sword flashed from his hand, pointing straight toward the doorway. There stood a figure in a scholar's robe, wearing a fox mask.
The candlelight was dim, while outside the door was pitch-black. The wind made the scraps of paper on the window lattice rustle and flap. A man in a fox mask stood in the doorway, and Shangguan Yunhe was deeply startled by his sudden appearance in the night.
Jiang Hao stood at the door, his eyes meeting Shangguan Yunhe's through the mask. Both men remained still. Su Xiaoxiao, lying on the bed, had also opened her eyes and stared curiously at the fox-masked man in the doorway.
This was Jiang Hao's first time seeing Shangguan