The guard glanced over, "The Valley Master has said that no one is allowed to enter. Give it to me, I'll pass it to the Valley Master."
"Thank you very much." Yang An pretended to hand over the paper to him, then seized the opportunity to quickly press the guard's mute and acupoints while he was off guard.
The guard stiffened, unable to move, and couldn't utter a sound.
Yang An put the guard's outstretched hand back at his side, arranging his stance into a standing guard position. Apologetically, he said, "Sorry." After killing Su Qingyue, the guard, failing to protect her, would naturally also be implicated.
He had no other choice.
He walked to Su Qingyue's room and knocked on the door of the side room.
Su Qingyue's voice came from inside the room, "Who is it?"
"Under orders from the Valley Master, I bring the Thousand-knot Grass for you," Yang An answered neither humbly nor arrogantly.
