At the Inn, several figures had already crept into the room.
Before the bed hung a gauzy mosquito net, through which the faint silhouettes of two people could be seen. One of them turned to the other, who nodded, and the group quietly approached the bedside.
A bright knife gleamed momentarily in the night, followed swiftly by a stab aimed at the two figures on the bed.
However, as their hands raised and the knives fell, they were shocked to discover that the bed was in fact empty; the so-called figures were nothing more than two quilts stacked together.
"What's going on? Wasn't it said that they stayed in this room?" asked one of them.
"When we followed them during the day, they were indeed here, and I would stake my life on the fact that they didn't even leave the town."
"That's strange!"
The group searched the room again and then scoured the Inn both inside and out, but there was no sign of Yege and Nan Feng.
