The people inside were drinking merrily.
Outside, unexpectedly, it had started to rain, which only added to their troubles.
The two of them waited outside in the rain for the right moment.
After a full two hours, the people inside drunkenly collapsed and fell asleep.
The candlelight in the room was still bright, casting light in the pitch-black night surrounding it.
Antonio and Long Tianjiao held hands and approached the door, their footsteps as light as they could possibly be.
It was fortunate that those who had been drinking were in a deep sleep.
They failed to notice someone slipping in right under their noses.
They did not find any phones or other communication devices.
Antonio took a large cloth bag and filled it with the steamed buns from the pot, also adding a large teapot and a small pot. Before leaving, he also grabbed a lighter and a dagger.
