The howling wind continued to ring by their ears.
Zeng Anmin and Bai Ziqing returned the way they had come.
It was nearly March now. Even the evening breeze brought nothing but pleasant coolness against their faces.
Though their posture was somewhat bedraggled.
Zeng Anmin still rode his mount all the way back into the capital.
"Tap~"
With a light touch of his toes against the ground, Zeng Anmin felt as though he were riding the clouds and mist.
Then he safely flipped over the capital's city wall.
"We can't linger here. We need to get back quickly."
As Bai Ziqing spoke, he began removing his night-traveling clothes.
Zeng Anmin naturally followed suit. After taking off his own night-traveling clothes, he solemnly instructed Bai Ziqing:
"What happened tonight must rot in your belly."
"And when they raid Prince Qi's residence, make sure I'm included."
Zeng Anmin's expression was exceedingly grave.
Although Prince Qi was dead.
They still had to determine where the Xi Huang Diagram had gone.
Otherwise, it would be like a sharp sword hanging over his head, capable of falling at any moment.
"Such a deep grudge?"
Bai Ziqing was somewhat puzzled.
"Yes. We cannot live beneath the same sky."
Zeng Anmin could not be bothered to explain further. With an extremely solemn gaze, he said:
"This matter cannot be handled carelessly."
"All right."
Bai Ziqing could sense that Zeng Anmin seemed to be hiding something...
But he was not the sort who loved meddling in other people's affairs.
Since he had promised Zeng Anmin, he would certainly handle such a small matter.
"As for that case..." Zeng Anmin turned his gaze toward Bai Ziqing.
By then, the two had already secretly made their way to the roadside.
"It's only a minor case. Your brother has his own