Ming Shu went back to the room for servant disciples. This was a room for five people, and the space was limited.
The environment was tough, but Ming Shu felt quite tired, so she didn't mind it and fell asleep very soon.
The light in the room gradually weakened.
The faint sound of footsteps came from nearby. Someone came into the room, then went back out in a minute.
After about a quarter of an hour, the noise sounded again.
The footsteps came closer to Ming Shu.
Ming Shu turned over slightly and opened her eyes. She swiftly reached out to block a wooden basin that was about to pour water over her head, and pushed it aside. The basin broke away from its holder's hand and was smashed to the ground.
Clatter—
Water spilled all over the ground.
