At midnight, the inn had closed, and the entire residential area had gone dark.
Lu Yu flipped into Huang Thief's courtyard without a sound, and silently approached the residence. Stopping at the door, Lu Yu listened for the even breathing inside, confirming that those inside were asleep.
He placed his palm by the door seam, using skillful strength to break the latch inside.
This was a technique Lu Yu had comprehended when his Fierce Tiger Fist reached a god-like realm, akin to striking through a mountain.
Gently pushing the door open to a certain extent, Lu Yu saw Huang Thief lying in the bed inside, with a woman from the shop during the day lying beside him.
If possible, it would be best to kill Huang Thief while he was defenseless. If the matter became big, it would be difficult to handle, after all, this was Beifeng City.
Seeing the door seam had widened enough for himself, Lu Yu quickly slipped into the room and chopped at Huang Thief's head.
