As night fell, the lights within the stronghold gradually dwindled. Chilly moonlight poured through the narrow window into the prison cell, casting a faint, dim glow across the gloomy space. Lin Feng, Liu Yan, and Xiao Feng huddled together in the cell, whispering as they plotted their next move.
"Tomorrow's meeting is our chance, but sneaking in won't be easy," Lin Feng said, his brow furrowed deeply as his gaze betrayed a profound anxiety. He leaned against the damp wall, his fingers unconsciously tracing patterns on the ground.
Liu Yan nodded lightly, her complexion appearing somewhat pale in the moonlight. "And we also need to find a way to send word out. Just in case something goes wrong, the people outside will at least know." Her voice was soft yet resolute, and she gripped her short sword tightly, as if it were her only lifeline.
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