Reins gripped in Chen Ji's hands, the ox cart came to a halt on the road heading south.
In the midnight calm, snow fell quietly, accumulating on the three men, nestling between their strands of hair.
Si Caogui sat at the front of the cart driving when he turned to look back at Chen Ji and asked solemnly, "Are you going back to Taiping Medical Hall? What, don't you trust me and Wu Hongbiao, unwilling to leave with us?"
Chen Ji shook his head, "I trust you. You could have escaped this evening, yet you risked your lives to save me. If not for you two, I might already be in the inner prison."
Si Caogui asked again with seriousness, "Do you realize that staying here might lead to Lu Guanwu's people settling scores with you?"
Chen Ji slowly released the reins, "Now, those in the Military Intelligence Department who knew my identity are either dead or gone, and even when the new Division Head, Si Cao, arrives in Luocheng City, they won't bother me anymore."
Si Caogui fell silent.
