C378 The Two of Them Fought

As night fell, stars twinkled in the deep sky, shining brightly. The night grew colder, and two guards at the prison gate rubbed their hands together, their chatter echoing clearly in the stillness.

Atop the prison, Yue Xiliang, dressed in black, sat above the secret cell. A single finger guided a thread as fine as a hair but as strong as steel, piercing through the tiles into the chamber below