October.
Pouring rain seemed to envelop the entire White Bell City in a white fog.
A few white, red-eyed pigeons had built nests underneath roof ledges and were cooing rhythmically.
Blood Infant Huang Fu stood in front of a window with his hands behind his back. He silently looked at the empty North Road. [1]
He had been standing there for a long time. Ever since the person behind him passed through the door, he hadn't moved.
"I thought you knew," the man behind him said in a low voice laced with anxiety.
It was Bai Xiu from the Wan Shun Palace, who was also extremely talented like him.
"Knew what? So what if I did? If the sect master decided to do so, he must have his reasons," Huang Fu replied.
"But with such a tight blockade, if anything happened, neither side would be able to reach the other… you should know the consequences," Bai Xiu said seriously.
