The night in the mountains was eerily silent, the chirping of insects and the song of nightingales clearly audible under the white glow of the moonlight, which added to the mystery and tranquility. Perhaps it was the shock of Xu Er's incident, but Lin Yue couldn't sleep soundly, tossing and turning all night. Just when she was about to fall asleep in the middle of the night, she suddenly heard a noise from the yard. Because of Zhao Erhu, Lin Yue's sense of security was on high alert, and she swiftly grabbed the dagger next to her pillow, immediately rising to her feet. Peering through the window, she could just make out a dark figure climbing over the courtyard wall.