Yan Tianlu said, "Come on, let's go take a look at the Loyalty Hall!"
Hu Xiaotian said, "You're planning to just swagger out like this? You'll probably be spotted before you even reach the Loyalty Hall. Lu Qingyuan and the others must have made preparations. You'd better think it through first."
Yan Tianlu noticed that both of his dead subordinates had white cloth tied around their heads, so he took one of the strips and tied it around his own head.
Hu Xiaotian laughed inwardly. Yan Tianlu's method of disguise was far too clumsy. He took a Human-Skin Mask from inside his robe and handed it to Yan Tianlu. Before leaving Eastern Liang Commandery, he had asked Qin Yutong for several Human-Skin Masks and had carried them with him ever since. Although he could transform his muscles and bones and change his appearance, extra preparations ensured that he would not be caught unprepared.
Without a word of thanks, Yan Tianlu put on the Human-Skin Mask. Hu Xiaotian took out another and handed it to Yan Nujiao. He himself had no need for one. Even if he walked out as he was, few people would recognize him, and he could change his appearance besides.
Perhaps because of the upheaval on the island, there had been few guards inside the Flying Fish Cave, and they had just killed the only two. When they emerged, night had already fallen outside. The wind howled, and rain poured down in torrents. Hu Xiaotian could not help thinking of the fleet he had brought. Plans truly could not keep pace with change; his original battle plan appeared to have fallen through entirely. In such dreadful weather, he could only hope the fleet would find a sheltered harbor rather than be wiped out.
Despite the raging wind