novelraw Chapter 217 This dilapidated courtyard is actually named "Palace"? Does he think this is t
Chapter 217 This dilapidated courtyard is actually named "Palace"? Does he think this is t
The car started and drove away smoothly. The interior was quiet, save for the hum of the engine and brief conversations between the bodyguards.
"You know, this girl could have been treated to good food and drinks, but she insisted on offending Young Master Jin, got knocked out, tied up, and taken back. Isn't this a classic case of 'refusing a toast only to drink a forfeit'?"
"Tch! Maybe she knew her young master preferred different flavors and designed it on purpose?"
"Stop talking nonsense and hurry up and get to the dock. The young master might let us sail back soon."
Tong Yuhan remained motionless, but the route was clearly etched in her mind. A moment later, the salty, fishy smell of the sea breeze seeped in through the gaps in the car. She was carried out of the car, and could still hear the sound of waves crashing against the embankment and the deep roar of a yacht engine.
She was carried up and tossed onto a soft carpet. The door closed and locked. After a while, she sensed the yacht setting sail…
Tong Yuhan found the room to be extremely luxurious, with pure white Australian wool carpets and comfortable, high-end bedding. There was a separate bathroom, exquisitely designed, with even the faucets and toilet plated with gold.
The room was on the lower deck of the yacht. Through a small glass window, one could see that it was underwater. It was pitch black outside, and the only sound was the crashing of waves against the hull.
The door was locked. She took out a steel needle from her silver hairpin and inserted it into the keyhole. It made almost no sound. A few seconds later, a very slight "click" came from inside the lock, and the lock was opened.
She opened the door a crack and found the corridor empty. The yacht was sailing at full speed, the engine noise masking the slightest movement. She slipped out!
The stairs leading to the upper deck were just ahead. She could hear Jin Qingpeng and some men and women eating and laughing. She didn't go up, but instead avoided the bodyguards and came to the bow of the ship through another passage.
Tong Yuhan took out two palm-sized, matte black discs from her storage silver hairpin and put them on her hands. These were her latest invention: electromagnetic adsorption devices, powerful tools for her reconnaissance operations.
She leaned over and flipped down, her hands gripping the smooth metal of the ship's hull below. Like a gecko, she slid slowly down the yacht's cold exterior.
A strong sea breeze tousled her hair and clothes; just meters below her lay the dark, all-consuming ocean. If it weren't for the need to avoid alerting them and to develop a detailed plan, she would have already killed that scumbag Jin Qingpeng. Why would she have to suffer like this?
Her caution stemmed from a desire to avoid any unforeseen events. She wanted to plan everything meticulously, anticipating as many potential accidents as possible and developing contingency plans.
She moved with extreme slowness and precision, and finally found her designated hiding place, curling herself up in a downward-sloping patch of shadow, clinging tightly to the gunwale. Like a large barnacle attached to the gunwale!
From this angle, no one on the ship could find her unless she was on another ship or jumped into the sea, but she could clearly hear the movements on the upper deck.
"Where is she? Where is that woman?! There's no one in the room!" After a while, Jin Qingpeng's angry voice came.
He had just been in the mood to torment the woman who had humiliated him, only to find that the door to the room where she was being held was open and she had escaped.
"How is that possible? I locked the door properly!" One of the bodyguards looked bewildered. Could that woman be a thief who knew how to pick locks?
"Quickly search! Search every corner! Could she really have jumped into the sea? I don't believe it!"
He would admire that woman's courage to jump into the sea. There would be no passing ships to rescue her, and the nearest shore was fifty nautical miles away, a distance impossible for human beings to swim across, not even for martial artists.
Chaos erupted on the yacht as everyone searched for the girl in purple. They searched every corner but couldn't find a single person!
"Useless! A bunch of useless people! Where could a grown woman go? She couldn't have jumped into the sea! Search around the ship! Scan with the searchlights; maybe she's attached a rubber dinghy and we're towing her away!"
However, when the lights swept across the sea, all that was visible was endless darkness. Jin Qingpeng was humiliated by a woman, and he was very unhappy.
"Young master, did that woman really jump into the sea? It's pitch black, should we still look for her...?"
"Damn it, let her feed the sharks here!" Jin Qingpeng's voice carried lingering anger and a hint of barely perceptible annoyance. "Keep going, back to the island! What a spoilsport!"
Tong Yuhan silently calculated the time and direction in the shadows. She had also brought a positioning device, so she could mark the exact location of the island once she got there.
About ten hours later, when it was already broad daylight, she finally saw an island in the distance. That was the Jin family's stronghold—Golden Dragon Island!
The whole night was so long, and it was so cold, that Tong Yuhan wasn't going to suffer by sticking to the ship's railing the whole time. Only when the group stopped looking for her did she quietly climb aboard, find a room with stored supplies, hide away, eat and sleep as usual, and wait for that idiot Jin Qingpeng to lead the way!
As the yacht approached the shore, it began to slow down and turn, heading towards a small private dock on the side of the island. This was the overseas private territory that the Kim family had cultivated for many years, regarding it as a fortress and a retreat.
Tong Yuhan did not act immediately, but waited until they all left before quietly going ashore to observe the island.
The island is lush with vegetation, and the buildings are mostly in the Chinese style, with upturned eaves, giving it the feel of visiting a Chinese garden. Bodyguards patrol the island from time to time, but at regular intervals, and their routes are fixed.
With her cultivation level and speed, it was difficult for the people on the island to detect her. She scouted around the island, marking the locations of important facilities such as fortifications, firing points, and gunpowder depots.
After exploring the perimeter, she walked into the interior of the island, passed through an exquisite garden, and circled an artificial lake, where a secluded courtyard came into view.
This place is more imposing than any other building we've passed along the way. The walls are higher, the vermilion gate is tightly shut, and two red lanterns hang in front of the gate with a plaque that reads "Qinglan Palace." This must be the residence of the most important person in the Jin family.
Haha, this dilapidated courtyard is actually named "Palace"? Does he think it's the imperial palace?
The entire island is only two or three square kilometers, and it rains for most of the year. How can they possibly expect to use this tiny place as a base to restore their kingdom? Keep dreaming!
She climbed over the wall and found that the owner of the courtyard was not there. She saw many valuable things in the house, but without touching them or lingering, she headed straight for the highest point on the island.
The further they went, the tighter the guard became, with heavily armed sentries both visible and hidden. But she was highly skilled in combat, and these men still couldn't detect her.