He flipped over and got up, and by this time, the night had deepened, with most of the citizens of the Imperial Capital City already in dreamland. Should he go back to sleep too? Nian Bing smiled slightly, already having another idea in mind.
With the aid of Qing Feng, he floated down from the outside of the State Guesthouse. Although the hotel was heavily guarded, to a master like him, the guards were practically non-existent.
Without making a sound, Nian Bing had reached a window. Controlling the Wind Element with his spiritual power, he quietly opened the window latch from inside, reached out, pulled the window open, and his body, like a wisp of light smoke, drifted inside, smoothly closing the window behind him.
The room was darker than outside. Just as Nian Bing set foot on solid ground, a warning flashed in his mind. A dark red glow lit up behind him, landing on his shoulder, and Feng Nu's deep voice sounded, "Who's there?"