"In five minutes, I'll extinguish the fireplace on the first floor!"
The group began to gather their things and left the first floor one by one, heading to the bedrooms on the second floor.
Li Changzhou saw Della directing the tavern maid to collect the canteens of the deceased warriors. Tomorrow, they might just see them on the fireplace mantle.
If these people had come on horseback, horse meat would also appear on the plates.
Li Changzhou counted the time in his mind, glancing at the lone traveler out of the corner of his eye, who moved methodically and only approached the staircase at the four-minute mark.
He led his men to follow behind.
The second floor was a long corridor, with rooms on both sides, completely enveloped in darkness. The lamps in the hands of the tenants looked like candlelights floating on the Black Sea, with only tiny flames visible and no shadows in sight.
As they were about to step out of the staircase onto the corridor.
