C478 He Was on the Run

In the dark of night in Sucheng, Luo Zixuan hid in the shadows of a narrow alley. The winter chill was still biting, so much so that even the night watchmen on the streets found secret spots to doze off. A layer of frost clung to the leaves, and a thin sheet of ice covered the nearby water barrel, though it would soon melt into spring water.

Luo Zixuan clutched a long dagger