The yellow clouds overlapped, and the setting sun cast a layer of bloody light on White Plains Town.

The pedestrians on the street gradually thinned out and became deserted.

Zhou Jing hid in the corner of the house and looked at the Lord’s House, which was a street away. His gaze wandered around the windows of the residence.

He had been scouting throughout the day and had roughly figured out the situation around Lutt.

Because of the scare half a year ago, Lutt had been staying in the castle. If someone wanted to kidnap Lutt, they would have to sneak in. Lutt had set up several guard teams in the castle, which were scheduled to patrol long-term. They worked two shifts day and night, standing guard on the main roads all over the castle. In addition, he had also recruited a new group of mutant guards to protect him.

On paper, this castle was heavily guarded. It should have been difficult to enter silently.

However, people would slack off… The defense lasted for half a year without any danger. The guards had long relaxed. It was unlikely to expect them to be tense for such a long time.

In the past few months, people wanted to see the world in chaos or were quite dissatisfied with Lutt. They were hoping that some hunter would follow Jason’s example and attempt to assassinate Lutt again.

However, now that White Plains Town was in a slump and many hunters had left, even the commoners felt that it was impossible for any assassinations to happen again. The guards also had the same thoughts, so they would not be on their strictest behavior at all times.

Tight on the outside, loose on the inside—that was Zhou Jing’s assessment of the castle’s garrison.

“I’ll make my move after midnight.” Zhou Jing made up his mind and disappeared around the corner.

…

Night arrived as expected, and White Plains Town gradually fell into a slumber.

As time passed, the guards at the door also began to blatantly slack off, yawning from time to time.

In a low house on the side of the residence, two guards were hiding. They were eating some nuts and chatting casually. Occasionally, they would turn their heads and lift the curtains to observe the residence through the window.

Their mission was to monitor the outer wall of the castle and prevent people with extraordinary physical fitness from climbing up the outer wall and sneaking into the castle through the window. If they found anything, they would immediately ring the bell for the rest to be on guard.

However, after half a year, this sentry post had long been slacking off. They were already giving him face by not sleeping directly.

“Tsk, the last time the mutant beasts caused trouble, there weren’t enough hunters, so we had to use the army. Many people died as a result. In the past, when there were enough hunters, there was no need for us to risk our lives,” one of the guards muttered unhappily.

Another guard shrugged. “Fortunately, we were chosen to protect the castle. We don’t have to fight the mutant beasts. It’s safer here. I think White Plains Town is about to be finished. Let’s save up more money here and settle down in another town.”

Although they were town guards, they were equally unhappy with Lutt. Their work was just for the sake of living, not loyalty.

At this moment, a figure seemed to flash past the corner of their eyes.

The two of them subconsciously turned their heads and lifted the curtains to check, but they realized that there was no one outside.

Just as the two of them thought that they had stayed up too long, hence starting to see things, someone suddenly knocked on the door behind them.

Thud thud thud…

Both instinctively turned around.

At this moment, a figure jumped over the eaves above the window and landed silently behind the two of them like a raccoon. His hands reached out like a ghost.

Pak! Pak!

The mouths and noses of the two guards were covered, and they could not shout. Their eyes widened in fear. They felt an arm that was like steel wrapped around their necks, preventing them from breaking free.

An irresistible force pulled them into the bosom of the person behind them before the arms on their necks suddenly tightened.

Their vision instantly darkened, and they lost consciousness.

Zhou Jing knocked out the two guards and gently placed them on the ground. Then, he pulled open the latch and let Ross, who was knocking on the door mechanically, enter the house.

“Change your clothes.”

Zhou Jing instructed and changed into the guard’s clothes.

He had been to the residence a few times before, so he was familiar with the structure. It was a four-story castle. Lutt’s original bedroom was on the third floor, and it was also most convenient to reach through the window from the outer wall.

However, he felt that since Lutt was already so afraid, it was unlikely that he would leave behind such an oversight. He would definitely take some methods to prevent enemies with extraordinary bodies from climbing the outer wall and sneaking into his room.

Therefore, during the day, Zhou Jing thought about it from another perspective. With the lord’s resources, how could he take precautions? In the end, he still had to rely on manpower to monitor the situation… Under his careful search, he had already discovered the sentries monitoring the outer wall of the castle during the day.

He had already quietly dealt with all the external sentries he had discovered so that he would not be easily discovered by climbing the wall.

Zhou Jing and Ross quickly changed into the guards’ clothes and removed some of the armor that could easily make a sound. Then, they found a thick rope from the house and tied the two naked, unconscious guards together. At the same time, they stuffed their mouths with a rough cloth. He usually knew his limits when dealing with ordinary people, but the strength he used was enough for the two guards to sleep for half a day.

After doing this, Zhou Jing brought Ross around to the back of the castle. Under cover of the night, they quietly climbed up the wall, their movements extremely agile.

However, Zhou Jing did not climb in through the window of the lord’s bedroom on the third floor.

He felt that since Lutt was guarding against hunters, he would probably not dare to continue living in his original place. Perhaps he had already changed to a room without windows. The original lord’s bedroom might have been changed to an empty room or used as bait.

Zhou Jing directly climbed to the roof and stuck his head out to look at the crenellations there. He realized that there were indeed a few guards standing guard on the roof, but they were lazing around and napping.

The only one who was not sleeping had taken off his shoes and was scratching at his feet. He even smelled his hands from time to time.

“What unique taste…”