Wu Zihao reached Yang Town early in the morning. It was hardly six and because the weather was cold, the sky was still dark with sun nowhere in sight.
He had reached X City late at night and from there driven all the way to reach Yang Town. His eyes looked heavy and red due to lack of sleep from the past many days, but he didn't care even a bit about it.
Yang Town was a small town with a very small population, situated in the hilly regions of the northern part of the country. It was not a very modern place with a slow and relaxed life, that lack in the major cities these days.
The streets were lit with halogen street lamps and there was barely any person to be seen. Wu Zihao was smoking on his fifteenth cigarette of the drive as he looked around to find his way.
After driving for another fifteen minutes, the GPS in his phone told him that he had reached his destination and he, therefore, stopped his car.
