The carriage jolted heavily, and Yun Jiao woke up not long after leaving the city.
At the moment she regained consciousness, she didn't open her eyes, nor did she move recklessly; instead, she kept her eyes closed and sensed everything around her.
The jolting beneath her made her realize she was in a carriage. She thoughtfully felt around and found that the dagger she kept in her boot was gone; it seemed she had been searched while unconscious.
Her fingers moved slightly; the Lotus Ring on her left hand's middle finger was still there, which reassured her a lot.
She thought about it; rather than opening her eyes and being knocked out again, she might as well continue pretending to be unconscious, at least she could gather more information.
With this thought, she tried to keep her breathing at a very steady rhythm.
She didn't know how long it had been when the carriage stopped.
The masked man leaped out first, and the woman carefully carried Yun Jiao off the carriage.
