Li Huowang was currently at the small courtyard house that Ji Xiang had left for him. He had to admit, having such a place in the Capital City was convenient. At least he didn't have to stay at an inn, and he didn't have to worry about anyone seeing Black Taisui in the yard.
At this moment, with his hands clasped behind his back and his brows tightly furrowed, Li Huowang gazed at the desolate, snow-laden street outside. The streets were already mostly empty, as the Capital City's curfew had been brought forward tonight. Without a word, he stood by the window, as if waiting for something.
