At last, she took off the somewhat stifling cloak, tossing the iron pot into the air. It spun and transformed into its most common shape once more, and Chen Muxue let out a sigh of relief as she slung it back over her shoulder.
"That's more like it." Chen Muxue disdainfully kicked the cloak on the ground, then blinked and had a sudden idea. She put the cloak on the unconscious Bing You, using her foot to measure it out.
After stamping a conspicuous large footprint on the hood of the cloak, she firmly secured it onto Bing You.
Now, those who found her afterward would wonder, who has such long legs to kick someone's head from above? They must have knocked her out cold with one kick!
Chen Muxue cautiously circled around following the route remembered from the Black Cat, reaching the spot from where she could glimpse the forbidden area's wall. Not far away, the sound of synchronized footsteps approached, and she looked around, shrinking back somewhat panicked.
