The courtyard gates of Chunfeng Residence stood open, with two guards posted at the entrance. A few lights were faintly visible inside, but the main house could not be seen from this angle.
A cobblestone path ran before the front gates of Chunfeng Residence. A short distance away on either side stood a gate leading to other parts of the Night Guard compound.
Early winter had arrived. The grass and leaves had withered yellow, lending the place a somewhat dilapidated air.
Lou Yushan looked toward the other stretches of Chunfeng Residence's walls. His uncle had told him that a Night Guard official named Jian Yuancang intended to demolish Chunfeng Residence, but he had no idea how far that had progressed.
At the thought, Lou Yushan sighed inwardly. Whether it was demolished or not, he should never have let his thoughts run wild back then. Looking back now, he had acted as though the princes and the emperor had anything much to do with him.
As Lou Yushan was thinking, the ground trembled faintly.
He looked toward the sound and saw a black, mountainlike silhouette approaching through the night.
Lou Yushan's heart jolted, and his legs went weak. What kind of monster was that?
Only when it drew closer did he make out a man seated on a huge chair, carried by four people. He breathed a sigh of relief and immediately remembered someone.
The commander of the Night Guard, the Coward King.
Lou Yushan immediately turned toward the Coward King and lowered his head slightly, though he kept studying him from the corner of his eye, bewildered.
It was already well past midnight. In a little while, dawn would break. For the commander himself to come so late, could something major have happened?
He watched furtively and saw that, upon