Liu Lang gazed outside the hall.
The night was dim, and as dark clouds rolled and unfurled, a little moonlight spilled down now and then.
A cool breeze stirred.
Few pedestrians still passed along the street outside.
Even Yunqing Tower across the way was nearing closing time, its guests departing in clusters.
Faint sounds of tipsy chatter and laughter drifted over.
"Please go ahead, my lords. This humble official must wait a little longer."
"Huaigu, I won't stand on ceremony with you, then. If you have time in the future, don't forget to visit this old man."
"Thank you, Lord Wang. When I have time, I will certainly pay you a visit..."
The sounds of carriages, horses, and voices gradually faded.
Only a scant few remained.
"Brother Huaigu, today's banquet was no friendly feast."
"Not entirely."
"Lord Wang oversees the City Guard's internal affairs. He invited us here not just to fish for information, but more importantly to cultivate ties with us."
"So that's why. No wonder you were so cordial while exchanging drinks with him, Brother Huaigu."
"But surely nothing important has happened with the City Guard lately?"
"Does he need something from our Provincial Administration?"
"Not him. It should be that general of the City Guard."
"Why?"
"Have you forgotten how many unfamiliar faces have appeared in the city lately? The City Guard must be worried about a harsh reprimand from Lord Yang."
"Those people... could they really cause trouble?"
"Jianghu guests value loyalty over propriety. It's hard to say what trouble they might stir up."
"All right, my wife is here to fetch me. I'll see you at the Yamen tomorrow."
"Take care, Brother Huaigu..."
Hearing the voices outside, Liu Lang knew both men belonged to the Provincial Administration, and one of them was probably no low-ranking