Knock, knock, knock.
Yan Qing pulled the blanket over his head, determined to ignore the knocking outside.
After a full three seconds, he suddenly realized that he was not staying in a rental room in an urban village, where there were nine rooms on one floor and drunks, landlords, and deliverymen might spawn at the door at any time. He was in the Thieves' Den!
He was the only person living here. What blind ghost would dare knock on his door?
Just as he was about to open it, Yan Qing suddenly remembered something. He first threw on the coat Night Four had offered him, put on his pants and shoes, and donned the Yellow Dog mask. After looking in the mirror and making sure he did not look as if he had just gotten out of bed, he took Bingzi Jiaolin in his left hand. Before opening the door, he fastened the chain, opened it only a crack, braced his right arm against the doorframe, and loosely gripped Bingzi Jiaolin's hilt.
"Red Snake?"
The unwelcome guest disturbing his sleep so early in the morning was, surprisingly, a girl wearing a Red Snake scarf. That was what she looked like, anyway, though her entire face was covered by the scarf and hat, leaving only a pair of bright, sparkling eyes visible. She was this energetic first thing in the morning? This person seemed a little abnormal.
"You really are here." Shang Xin Lei was also somewhat surprised. She had not been sure whether Yan Qing was here and had merely come to try her luck while feeling restless.
"I was traveling outside and came here to make do for the night." Yan Qing brushed her off casually to avoid revealing his exact whereabouts. "The next thievery meeting is in two