On the quiet streets of the Capital, not a single sound could be heard except for the occasional footsteps of the patrolling soldiers keeping the city safe.
A man leisurely walked the empty streets before he turned a discreet corner down an alleyway.
"I know you're there." He shifted his chin slightly to catch a glimpse of the man following him.
"I made it deliberate."
"You have a lot of guts to stalk me in my territory," Wen Jinkai said, turning around to see the figure of a familiar man.
"I wouldn't call it stalking." Yu Zhen's voice was filled with laughter. The moon illuminated his features, revealing the even-tempered smile on his face. It looked out of place, especially with his indifferent eyes.
"What do you want?" Wen Jinkai did not have all night. He had places to be and a house to break into. His fingers tightened on the small jar of ointment in his hands. He wondered if prolonged time might form a permanent bruise.
