In a small, tranquil town in Yongzhou.
On the An River at the edge of the town, a double-decked boat was slowly drifting by.
The boat was painted purple with silver patterns, carved and painted with grandeur. Dim lanterns in the night light cast a soft, hazy glow, and streams of white smoke gently floated out from the cabin.
Zhong Baihua's tall figure sat on the second-floor deck, holding a wine jug in one hand, sipping slightly as he tilted his head back.
His gaze was set on the distance, where the crescent moon reflected on the water, shimmering with waves, silver fish dancing beneath.
"Master, the senior brother has returned from Zouchuan Dao."
Zhong Baihua turned his head to look at the two figures standing behind him, focusing on the middle-aged man dressed in all white.
"Tell me about the investigation."
The middle-aged man, with a cold expression, spoke immediately upon hearing Zhong Baihua's command.
