As night fell, the residents of the Cube City gradually returned to their homes, and all was peaceful.
Only the moonlight, like fine silk threads, pierced through the clouds, gently brushing against the mirrored facades of every building, adorning them like phantoms in the daytime, radiating a soft and mysterious glow, illuminating the city's outline, and quietly draping the night in a silver veil.
In the heart of this mirrored city, a courtyard sits quietly in the shadows not far from the blocky skyscrapers, existing in a low-key manner that contrasts sharply with the surrounding hustle and bustle.
The buildings here have a very simple exterior, with dark-toned bricks and stones blending into the night, exuding a somber and dignified air.
Every hundred meters in the courtyard, a sentry stood guard, their shadows elongated in the dim moonlight, appearing very orderly.
In the center of the courtyard stands a four-story villa, brightly lit, like a lighthouse in the night, illuminating the surrounding scenery.
The river flowed silently toward that seemingly insurmountable boundary.
Using the surrounding walls as cover, she skillfully avoided the patrol's sight, her agile movements blending seamlessly into the night.
The moment he confirmed that no one was around, he exerted his strength and leaped over the high wall with ease, drifting down like a fallen leaf and silently blending into the courtyard.
Chuanliu quickly adjusted his breathing and, using the light filtering through the tall buildings, walked towards the four-story villa in the middle.
For Chuanliu, sneaking into these villas in the City of Hearts and the City of Squares would be almost effortless.
As before, Chuanliu quickly made his way to the villa and climbed into the house through a window.
The room was dimly lit, and only by the faint moonlight from the window could one vaguely make out that it was a servant's room for two people, with two sets of servant's uniforms hanging in the corner.
Chuanliu quickly changed into one of the uniforms and adjusted his clothes.
Just then, the door hinge turned slightly, interrupting her thoughts.
A woman dressed as a maid walked in carrying a tray, her face showing the usual weariness.
She immediately noticed Chuanliu standing in the room, but didn't suspect anything. She just asked in confusion, "Xiao Lü, why are you still here? Didn't I tell you to clean the master's room? The master came back early today, and he seems to be in a bad mood. You have to be careful and serve him well, and don't cause any trouble."
Chuanliu, with his back to her, nodded silently.
The maid, straightening her clothes, continued to complain, "I have to bring Master some refreshing tea later, and I'm sure he'll throw the cup at me again, ugh..."
Chuanliu remained silent, pretending to tidy his clothes.
However, the maid seemed to sense something was amiss and slowly approached with a puzzled expression.
"Little Green, why are you turning your back to me? Have you been wronged again? Turn around and let me see you."
Chuanliu glanced at the towel hanging to the side.
She yanked the towel off and quickly draped it over her head, covering most of her face. At the same time, she slightly turned her body and, with lightning speed, delivered a clean and precise chop to the back of the maid's neck.
The maid clearly hadn't anticipated this; she felt a numbness at the back of her neck, then everything went black before her eyes, and she collapsed limply into unconsciousness.
Kawanyu tied the maid's hands behind her back to the bunk bed post, taped her mouth shut to make sure she wouldn't make a sound, then picked up the tray the maid had brought in and went out.
She had to act quickly and get everything sorted out before the maid woke up.
Pushing open the door, a magnificent and resplendent interior comes into view.
The interior of the four-story villa is built in a circular structure, allowing views of the opposite side, the floor above and below, and the first floor from the stairwells on each floor.
Unlike the unassuming exterior of the courtyard, the interior of the villa is extremely luxurious. On both sides of each staircase, there are exquisite jade and porcelain ornaments, and even the two load-bearing columns connecting the ground and the roof are painted with gold paint.
A long crystal chandelier hangs down from the ceiling, cascading down like a crystal waterfall to the first floor.
Chuanliu couldn't help but applaud such a wealthy family in his heart.
This guy is such a show-off!
Appearances can indeed be deceiving.
Because the villa has a circular structure, almost every room is equipped with an inward-opening window.
This design exposes every move people make in the stairwell.
Especially from the second floor upwards, most of the windows are unobstructed and face the corridor directly. People inside can see the situation in the corridor with just a glance.
Chuanliu noticed that servants were busy on every floor. They moved between rooms, each busy with their own tasks.
Fortunately, none of them seemed to want to annoy their master today, and they were all immersed in their work, with no one looking up to notice the unfamiliar servant, Chuanliu.
Having observed everything carefully, Chuanliu immediately sprang into action, starting her search from the second floor. She needed to find both the villa's owner and what she wanted. The second floor catered to daily life and entertainment needs; the third floor housed meeting rooms, tea rooms, and other facilities for receiving visitors. Chuanliu quickly focused her attention on the fourth floor.
She carried the tray to the fourth floor and, sure enough, saw the villa owner's office and living quarters.
Outside the door, two guards stood motionless, each holding a spiked club.
Chuanliu lowered his eyes, bowed his head, and approached the door.
"Stop! What are you doing here!" A guard blocked her path and interrogated her.
Chuanliu quickly picked up the tray, bowing and scraping, and said, "Brothers, I've come to deliver refreshing tea to my master."
One of them frowned at her and asked questioningly, "Isn't it usually Xiao Hong who delivers it?"
Chuanliu looked timid and whispered, "Sister Xiaohong isn't feeling well, and Sister Xiaolv has been assigned to clean the rooms on the third floor, so Sister Xiaohong asked me to come."
Another guard looked her up and down and said, "You look unfamiliar?"
Chuanliu smiled and said apologetically, "I usually clean the kitchen, so you two may not have seen me before."
Her words were perfectly eloquent, and the two guards exchanged a glance, satisfied with her answer. They then opened the heavy gate, indicating that she could pass.
After thanking the two, Chuanliu went inside.
As her figure disappeared, the door slowly closed, cutting off all outside prying eyes.
Upon entering this space, you are first greeted by an exquisite embroidered screen. Passing the screen, two custom-made wooden chairs come into view, and a fine tea set is placed on the table.
There is a door on each side of this space, leading to different rooms. The door on the left is labeled "Office," while the door on the right is labeled "Bedroom."
Meanwhile, a man's angry roar could be heard coming from inside the office.
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