The sky gradually darkened. Every so often, a noise came from somewhere around the house.
Sometimes it sounded distant, sometimes close.
But in a place like this, who would venture out at night and throw themselves into danger?
After Old Qin left, Li Yuan set a few traps around his house.
They could hardly hurt anyone, but they would give Li Yuan a warning.
If anything stirred, he would know before danger was right on top of him.
Li Yuan had no intention of making himself comfortable. He slept in his clothes, with his long blade beside him.
The trials of Luoshan Island had begun the moment he set foot there.
He had to stay wary at all times. That level of constant vigilance was hard to maintain anywhere else.
At daybreak, Li Yuan wandered around the area.
There were quite a few houses nearby, but the people living in them avoided one another whenever possible.
Anyone about to go out would hear a noise nearby and retreat indoors to wait a while.
On the third night, one of Li Yuan's traps was triggered.
From the northeast side of the house, he could hear the unmistakable sounds of a fight.
As soon as the fighting began, all the usual noises seemed to vanish.
Even the faint, intermittent snores stopped.
It seemed everyone had been woken.
But no one stepped out to get involved.
Li Yuan watched what was happening outside through a narrow gap.
One side had the upper hand. Three people on the losing side were already dead, leaving only two facing their attackers.
The fighting was close, just outside his house.
From the gap, he had a clear view.
The next instant, a throwing knife shot toward the gap.
Whoever threw it meant to kill Li Yuan on