Midnight has passed, the moon hanging atop the willow, Fang Chuning lightly rests, hearing the varied calls of birds. He opens his eyes, his brows slightly furrowed, recognizing this as the secret signal of Marshal Fang's spies unique to Sannan.
Since arriving in Sannan, he hasn't sought them out; Xie Jue's Shadow Guards have extraordinary investigative abilities, allowing him to avoid utilizing Jiangnan's spies. What business seeks him in the dead of night? Fang Chuning glances at the sleeping Xie Jue, exhausted with slight dark circles under his eyes, sleeping soundly. Due to the hot weather, he's covered only with a thin blanket pulled to his waist. Watching his peaceful face, Fang Chuning slightly raises his lips, finding it strange that just looking at him, he feels relaxed and joyful.
