Lu Qing was a light sleeper, so he woke up the moment something broke through the window. He also heard the sound of something falling to the ground, so he quickly got up, grabbed the short sword by his pillow, and rushed to the window.
At the window, his gaze landed on the hole in the window paper, his footsteps halted, standing by the window without any further action.
When Zhu Yu fully awoke, she heard the sound of a hard object falling, got up and looked around. Seeing no smoke anywhere in the room and not smelling anything unusual, she breathed a sigh of relief.
The firearms and gunpowder here hadn't developed to a degree that would make her wary, so she wasn't worried about anything thrown in suddenly exploding. Therefore, she boldly moved in the direction the sound came from in the dark, fumbling around until she found a small item under the table that seemingly didn't belong there.
