It did not take much effort to deal with the fools that stood, half asleep, guarding what appeared to be an armory of priceless assortments.
The Ivory Sword Saint snuck up on the unsuspecting pair. A quick snap of his palm to the first one's neck before his partner could even react. The woman guard snapped to attention as her companion fell over but by then it was too late. All it took was a powerful palm to the face and she hit her head on the wall behind her. It wasn't enough to kill but she stunned and downed for the count.
The fox nuzzled the door, slipping into the room while Liu Sumeng tried to arrange the guards in a way that wasn't so eye-catching right away. He settled for bringing their unconscious bodies into the dark storage room.
Inside, there was a distinct scent of dust. At least it wasn't damp, but Liu Sumeng couldn't help but note how badly maintained the place was.
