C15 Your Martial Arts Are Not as Good as a Eunuch's

It was a quiet night, and even the palace was much darker, except for the lanterns hanging under the eaves of the corridor.

Zhou Jun secretly touched the front hall of the Ganqing Palace at night. This was the place where the Emperor would review the memorials.

And the map in Zhou Jun's mind showed that there were only a few eunuchs guarding the doors within fifty meters of the Ganqing Palace