Daohua glanced at the meal and then looked away, not in the mood to eat at this moment. She surveyed the interior of the room, then tiptoed to the door to listen for any noise from outside.
Without hearing a sound, she peeked through the crack of the door.
By now, the sky had darkened, and she found herself confined within a courtyard home. There was nobody standing guard outside, but the door was locked from the outside.
Observing the iron chains on the door, Daohua turned to examine the room again and realized that it had no windows at all.
Daohua sat back down in the corner with a solemn face, filled with regret. Had she known, she would have stayed in the space for a few more days before coming out.
"My luck is so bad it's hopeless!"
If she had left earlier or just a little later, she could have escaped, but she had to encounter the cyclopean brute and his men returning neither too early nor too late.