Creak~
After Ye Jingtang closed the door, his mind was still on the Dragon-Mingling Diagram. As he walked, he heard rustling begin inside the room. Ice Lump was probably putting on her underclothes. To avoid any impropriety, he naturally did not linger in the passage and quickly went downstairs.
It was already past midnight. Inside and outside the inn, everything was silent except for the fine patter of rain.
Niao Niao was keeping watch, pacing back and forth along the Charcoal-Red Steed's back in the stable beside the inn. Although the steed was named Rouge Tiger and looked exceptionally imposing, resembling a lion or tiger, its temperament was quite gentle, and it did not mind in the slightest.
Ye Jingtang went to the rear courtyard and gave the two horses their night fodder. Then he went to the well, drew a bucket of water, and prepared to rinse his sweat-drenched body, lest his wife refuse to let him into bed.
He had just undone his outer robe when movement came from the inn's second floor. A figure wearing a bamboo hat flew out of a room. While in midair, she noticed him bathing in the courtyard, lightly tapped the enclosing wall to change direction, and vanished in the blink of an eye.
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Ye Jingtang was slightly puzzled. Since he was wearing only thin trousers, he could hardly chase after her with questions. Only after watching Ice Lump leave did he begin washing.
He had suffered external injuries to his chest in yesterday's battle at the Sea-Viewing Tower, and it was still bandaged, which made bathing rather troublesome.
Ye Jingtang unwound the bandages and looked down at his chest. The dozen or so wounds had all scabbed over, healing at an astonishing speed, but they clearly still needed time to