The eight Jinyi Guards took turns keeping watch, each sleeping for two hours. It was Chen Mo's shift for the first half of the night. The room where Fengyu was imprisoned had always been used for detaining prisoners; its doors and windows were sealed shut, leaving only one exit at the doorway. Fengyu, being a frail woman, was bound tightly—they didn't worry about her escaping. There was also a Jinyi Guard stationed on the rooftop as a sentinel. The courtyard was like an impenetrable fortress, making any attempt to escape exceedingly difficult.
"Boss, this Third Miss has always been weak and sickly. She likely doesn't have the ability to escape. You should go get some rest. Brothers will guard the night and notify you if anything happens." A Jinyi Guard drank wine to stay alert under the corridor. Chen Mo also sat under the corridor, resting with his eyes closed. Directly across from him was the room where Fengyu was held.
"Don't underestimate her," Chen Mo said faintly.
