"Wuxin, this matter is more troublesome than you and I anticipated,"
Wuxin nodded, his expression ice-cold.
Wuxin raised his eyes to the bustling scene not a hundred meters away, clenched his fists, in stark contrast with the chaos here; yet this small anomaly had no impact on the city's revelry. He averted his gaze and stated succinctly,
"Split up and act, be extremely cautious."
"After an hour, meet at the Ministry of Punishment."
Tie Lin nodded, and Wuxin stepped onto the river surface, walking on water to avoid the district markets and headed straight towards the city gate. With each step, the ripples surged, causing the lotus lanterns with messages written on them to bob up and down.
The sky was full of stars, a silver band wrapped around Liangzhou City.
Amidst the lights, the noble son approached, moonlike.
This scene drew gasps from countless women watching the lanterns.
