A hollow brick wall stood there, pierced by several large openings that let the garden scenery show through.
Lu Boxiu was creeping behind the wall when he suddenly heard several sets of approaching footsteps. He quickly curled up, making himself indistinguishable from the shadows of the trees, blending into the night.
This was his signature skill.
He had originally been an heir to the Northern Yong Sect of the Gan Kingdom. Hating the oppression of the Foreign Races, he had faked his death and headed south to join Great Zhao. With his ability to move unseen and hide in shadows, he had gradually earned greater responsibilities. He was now one of the emperor's personal guards, a Zhizhai General.
However, Lu Boxiu did not rely entirely on "shadow concealment." His body silently shrank by two sizes as well, and he half crouched on the ground, using the solid sections of wall between the openings to hide his form.
He knew Prince Kang had close ties to the Xiaoming Sect, and the residence had no shortage of guest retainers or Attendants from that sect. He needed a solid object to conceal him if he was to evade Candle Eyes and Star Pupils, rather than have nowhere to hide under Deep Grotto Vision.
The footsteps drew closer, with no sign of anything unusual.
Lu Boxiu silently breathed a sigh of relief and considered which route to take next.
Ding Songyan transferred Cold Shadow, encased in its deep-black scabbard, to his right hand. As he passed a hollow brick wall, he swung the sword as though stretching his arm.
Curled up and not daring to look outside, Lu Boxiu suddenly felt his hair stand on end. Instinctively, he tried to roll toward the garden, only to find the space around him strangely solidified, blocking