Su Chen leapt onto the windowsill, and then after stepping twice on the pipe above, he was already outside the third-floor window of Qi Meng's room.
Since the staff uniform of Belle Group was a deep, hidden green, almost equivalent to black, Su Chen did not change into other clothes.
At this moment, he was standing with one foot on the pipe's joint beside him, the other foot suspended in the air, and one hand lightly clinging to one side of the window frame, peeking carefully inside.
As there were no other buildings behind Qimeng Tower, there was no lighting in the area.
Now, with Su Chen clinging here, he had blended into the night, making it very difficult to spot him without looking closely.
Perhaps such an action would be very challenging for an ordinary person, even for a well-trained spy who could only endure a few minutes.
But it was not difficult for Su Chen, first because his Cultivation was high enough, and more importantly, he was accustomed to it.
