At midnight, the moon was cool as water, and all was still and silent.
Gu Changsheng stretched his arms and rotated his stiff neck.
A "thump" neither too loud nor too soft, Gu Changsheng rubbed the top of his head and shook it, what a pain, his already blurry head felt even more dizzy from the bump.
He remembered he had been drinking and then he went back to rest, so why did his head hurt so much?
He looked blankly at the thing that had hit his head while he still hadn't fully opened his eyes, his hand followed and reached out, hmm, it felt very... pointy, and warm to the touch...
This Soul-Dissolving sensation...tsk tsk...
Before he could finish tsking, Gu Changsheng suddenly froze as if struck by lightning. He seemed to have forgotten something?
He got drunk, went back to his room, and then encountered an assassin, and then... what then?
