Shangguan Ru's tent was no different from those of other people's. Even as Gu Shenwei looked at it from far away, he seemed to be able to hear the faint sound of her breath. After a while, he sneaked into the nearby camp of the Second Consort.
This camp was much larger. The Second Consort's exclusive tent was giant and very obtrusive. Most of the people in the camp was asleep. There were only a few guards awake, aimlessly pacing back and forth to keep themselves warm.
After observing the camp for almost an hour, Gu Shenwei started approaching his target slowly. He believed that nobody would have anticipated his unexpected operation, but being extremely cautious had become an ingrained habit.
From time to time, he would hide himself in a certain position. The emptiness behind him was like a bottomless cliff, making his flesh creep from the discomfort.