The journey back to the city was relatively smooth, and by the time we reached Tianliang City, it was afternoon. The city gates were heavily guarded, and black-armored guards patrolled inside the city as well.
There were no street vendors in sight, only some people responsible for sweeping the snow, all of whom were minor officials from various government offices.
The city was very quiet and oppressively cold, with none of the lively smoke and fire atmosphere of Wangshan City.
Sang Que drove the donkey cart, following closely behind He Buning and the others, heading straight for the Evil Suppression Bureau. Passing by a particular eatery, suddenly they heard a burst of cheerful music, and it was played on an erhu.
Sang Que tugged at the reins of the donkey cart, slowing down as they passed the entrance of the eatery. Sure enough, he saw Cheng Ge standing in the center of the hall, smiling as he played the erhu.
