Ouyang Xueqing decided to return to the inn as she waited for Ling Xiaochen's news. The first day, there was nothing. She walked around the town, seeing more and more people migrating toward the outer region, as far away as they could from the Capital City.
The boisterous town rapidly turned desolate and half empty, only leaving some families who weren't willing to leave, whether it was because of reluctance or fearlessness, Ouyang Xueqing couldn't guess.
The teahouse was still operating. As she went in, the waiter yesterday greeted her with a bright smile. "Miss, you came again…"
Ouyang Xueqing nodded with a smile, ordered a pot of black tea and sat by the window on the second floor to eye the border of the Capital. As the pot was brought to her table, she asked casually. "Mister, why didn't you leave?"
