Seeing as that youngster Lai Yiteng should finally be sleeping and out of his hair, Xian Wu went out to do what any normal, functioning adult does, and left the inn to visit the nearest house of pleasure to have a few drinks and get drunk.
Wen town's streets were now darkened and subdued. The hardworking and honest crowd of daylight had receded, now it was largely those seeking to have a good night out or ambling around with nothing better to do.
Xian Wu strolled along at a leisurely pace, smoothing the hair on the top of his head with minimal concern for how it looked.
Found a big and flashy pavilion sign that read, 'Red Peony'.
Ah, this should be good enough. He went inside.
From the eaves of a nearby tiled rooftop, another person dressed in dark and slim-fitting clothes leap onto to the second floor of Red Peony pavilion and went inside a window.
