The note Hu Xiaotian had sent Xima beforehand was meant to make her send the others away. Of course, he also wanted her to open the window for him. He certainly would not swagger in through the front door. With his appearance, entering that way would inevitably bring the Black Hu Warriors swarming down on him.
Late that night, when all was quiet, he returned to the Buddha Heart Tower and made his familiar way to the window outside Xima's room. Seeing that the lights inside were out, he could not help feeling disappointed. It seemed the girl intended to shut him out. If she refused to give him a chance, wouldn't his entire plan fall through? How would he face his companions if he slunk back in disgrace? He had always boasted of his irresistible charm; this time, his true colors would be exposed.
Steeling himself, he tapped lightly on the window, then glanced behind him to make sure no one had noticed what was happening.
After a while, the curtain inside was drawn aside. Hu Xiaotian's extraordinary eyesight allowed him to see even in the dark, and he clearly made out Xima's pretty face. She stood by the window, holding a crossbow aimed at it.
Hu Xiaotian hurriedly pointed at his face and pressed it as close to the window as possible so she could see who he was.
Xima finally saw that the man outside really was Hu Xiaotian. Surprise, delight, and curiosity welled up in her heart. She had no idea how he had come here or found her. She stepped up and opened the window, and Hu Xiaotian entered her room with a gust of cold wind and swirling snow.
The moment he landed, Xima aimed the crossbow at his chest and whispered, "Speak! What