As the moon shrouded in darkness, it was a night ripe for mischief.
A shadowy figure flitted across the rooftops, disappearing into the distance in the blink of an eye. Suddenly, it paused, dropped down into an alley, and morphed into Lou Ze, who then walked towards the bustling night market.
In the night market, a group was lively engaged in savoring a variety of dishes—multi-flavor soup, rabbit platters, roasted marrow bones, accompanied by small drinks, creating a scene of merriment.
Lou Ze approached one of the men from behind and tapped him on the shoulder.
"Sit down and eat, don't be shy."
Lou Ze's face was an unreadable mask as he patted the man's shoulder again. The entire table halted their eating, turning their attention to the man now facing Lou Ze.
Upon realizing who it was, the man burst out laughing. "It's you! Have a seat."
