Han Yu left Riverglade Town under a pale winter sky, the river beside the town already half frozen, its surface broken by slow moving sheets of ice. He did not look back. There was nothing for him there anymore. His mission was complete, his gains were beyond anything he had expected, and lingering in one place was never wise for someone like him.
He headed toward Frost Plume Town first.
Not because he wished to see the hunters again, and certainly not because he wanted to return to the Frost Lily Pavilion, but simply because that was the shortest and safest route back toward the Harrow Mountains.
And, if he was being honest with himself, he also wanted more of that Spirit Cinnamon Whiskey.
With the fortune he now carried, such indulgence barely mattered.
