A quarter of an hour earlier.
Nie Renxiong, resembling a human-shaped bear with his full bearded face, was silently walking through Luoyang City that was adorned with lights and festive decorations, accompanied by three subordinates in official robes marked with the "Qiu Tiger."
These three individuals were core followers that had been demoted alongside him, and having weathered storms together, their interactions were far less formal than typical hierarchical relationships.
The youngest among them was particularly lively; because he bore the surname Qiu and had the title of Shaobai, his companions jokingly called him Qiu Shaobai.
Chewing on a straw, he carelessly withdrew his gaze from the entrance of a brothel and sighed softly,
"Although a grand city like Luoyang is bustling and even the courtesans are much prettier than those in countryside,
it's all fun for a while, but over time, it feels like a prison sentence.
