Chapter 163: The Boorish South
The night sky was pitch black!
The night breeze was chilling as it blew across the entirety of Wu An County. Teng Qingshan sat in the second story of the pavilion in the dark without lighting any candles. There were two pots of wine on the table. He occasionally drank a cup of wine as he sat there, letting the chilling wind blow against his clothes.
In the pitch black pavilion, Teng Qingshan sat silently.
