Dark clouds hung in the sky, covering the moon. Crows cawed in the dark sky, and the cold eyes of wild wolves glimmered in the night. In the deep forest, comfortable snores rhythmically sounded.
Qin Huai woke up from his nap and stretched out his hand to check the wind direction. Then, he placed the various medicinal powders on his body at the specific air vents and waited for them to drift into the doors and windows.
Another half an hour passed, and only then did Qin Huai slowly stand up. He quietly walked to Gu He's room. The room was not big, and Gu He's bed was right next to the window.
'What a great opportunity!'
Qin Huai activated the breath control technique, and the white dragon in his body instantly soared and condensed in his palm.
Through the window, Qin Huai aimed at Gu He, who was lying on the bed a meter away.
Bang! Bang!