Finding someone in a city when you did not even know their name.
The difficulty was enormous. Fortunately, a certain dragon was clever and patient enough. She had to dig up clues before that nameless faction traced things here. Then, naturally, she would snip off those clues and let them keep working themselves to the bone.
The sunlight was warm and cozy. Leaning against a sunward wall after it had been baked warm by the sun felt wonderfully comfortable.
Bai Yujun and Black Horse lounged lazily against the wall. Black Horse rubbed hard at an itch, leaving clumps of horsehair in the cracks between the bricks. The sharp edges of the masonry had been ground smooth and rounded. The tall horse's glossy coat drew countless admiring looks. Such a magnificent steed was truly rare, and those with a discerning eye drooled with envy.
Beside Black Horse, a certain nearsighted girl had her eyes nearly pressed against her book as she struggled to write.
"As a cultivator, his sudden violent death was highly likely caused by an enemy. His family was also highly likely to have changed their names and hidden themselves."
"To find people, one must first look to the authorities. But with refugees everywhere, there was probably no detailed registration at all. If the household records turned up nothing, she could only rely on local hooligans who had been around for years."
She scribbled and sketched across a blank notebook with a homemade pencil, listing all kinds of possibilities.
"Old constables knew many people, and street ruffians knew plenty of things too. Now that this dragon has come to Bian City, she can only rely on the local snakes to help. Sigh, when a dragon swims in shallow water, even shrimp may toy with it."
She closed the notebook