That night, the moonlight rippled like water, illuminating the undulating river to shine like sparkling waves.
Aboard the ship, apart from the night watchmen and the sailors, everyone else had fallen asleep.
To avoid any fire hazards, no oil lamps were lit inside the cabins. The hallways were pitch black, an ideal place for one to blend into the darkness.
A man in black stealthily came to Jinghao's room and blew some knockout smoke under the door.
After a little while, he pressed his ear against the door to listen. After asserting that there was no movement inside, he delicately used his sword to pry the door open and cautiously stepped inside.
Once inside, the man in black saw Jinghao lying peacefully on the bed, which gave him a sigh of relief.