"I know." Li Ang lifted his head, managing a faint smile. "How about Teacher Qiu?"
"She has already gone to sleep."
"Then you should rest too. Everyone has been very tired recently. I'll take care of things here."
Li Ang patted his disciple's shoulder and sent the young girl back to the temporary dormitory upstairs. He himself held a cup of hot tea and stepped outside.
The autumn wind was bleak, and leaves fluttered wildly. No common people could be seen on the streets, only soldiers and Government Officials wearing masks and various armbands, going door-to-door distributing meat, grain, and today's plague report.
The air was thick with a pungent sulfur smell. Although unpleasant, it was still better than the terrible stench that had enveloped the cityscape a while ago.
