The two guards shifted their gaze away then spun around, staring dumbfounded at their companion who was screaming in agony.
Lu Guichi had already sat up and only then did he clearly see who had appeared, but he couldn't help cursing, "Are you sick or something, standing by someone's bed in the middle of the night scaring people? Haven't you heard that scaring people can scare them to death?"
Lin Wu and Ba Ning also sat up, frowning at the guards.
They hadn't slept to death tonight, so they reacted quickly to the sudden pungent smell and woke up instantly, but they were not prepared for it to be the guards.
Lin Wu's gaze swept over the object in the guards' hands, a bottle similar to that of an essential balm, probably used to wake prisoners who had slept to death.
In that short moment, the two guards had helped the man on the ground to his feet.
The man, clutching his bleeding nose, was also enraged and said, "You've got some nerve, daring to raise a hand at a guard..."
