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Branches and leaves fragmented the starlight.
Liang Qu and his two companions leaned against each other, gazing at the figure shifting back and forth, motionless for a long time, their taut nerves gradually relaxing.
None of the objects in the courtyard seemed to react to their presence.
Perhaps they weren't discovered?
Xiang Fangsu held his breath, stretched his hand backward, then pointed downward with his index and middle fingers, alternating back and forth.
The others understood in their hearts.
Ke Wenbin glanced at the ground and used his long sword to clear away the dead branches and leaves, paving a path with his back to the courtyard.
Liang Qu and Xiang Fangsu didn't turn around; they faced the courtyard, closely watching the moving shadows, sticking close to Ke Wenbin as they gradually retreated in the direction they had come from.
The three coordinated with each other, retreating a hundred yards away.
