Cross Town.
Not far from the Imperial Capital, there was a town located on a key transportation route, usually bustling with activity. But now it was very quiet.
Extremely quiet.
Under normal circumstances, merchants and martial artists from all directions would pass through this town, making it busy continuously. However, there were not many people in the streets now.
At dusk, Yuelai Inn.
Jiang Ming and two others rented a small courtyard at the back of the inn. This courtyard was specially designed for merchants, and it was very delicate.
In the courtyard, the three of them sat facing the moon.
Sigh...
Constable Jin sighed softly, frowning, "I didn't expect so many things to happen in the Imperial Capital. I wonder how His Highness is doing now?"
"No one could have expected this." Lu Yuan couldn't help but shake his head.
"Her methods are still lacking!" Jiang Ming said while holding a teacup.
