Su Yan had already drawn her knife, just waiting to deliver the fatal blow.
The door opened, and she stood by it, pressed tightly against the wall, hardly daring to breathe loudly.
The man walked in, but failed to notice Su Yan beside him.
When he became aware, Su Yan had already leapt up, slicing her blade across his neck.
Watching the man collapse with a thud, Su Yan's body trembled, after all, this was her first time killing someone...
Forcing down the urge to vomit, she straightened her clothes, hung the knife on her waist, and walked out.
The inn wasn't very large, with only two floors.
Not all members of the entourage had checked in; many were sleeping outside.
Only a few of the higher-ranking individuals had quarters in the inn.
Without doubt, Chu Yuxiao was sure to be staying upstairs, in the best room available.
