More than ten days had passed, but Songyi City was still pretty much the same, except for how quiet it was now. Many passersby whispered about who had managed to find a way out of the city, their faces filled with envy. Escaping from Songyi City required a great deal of silver—something beyond the reach of most ordinary folk.0

Wu Yinghe, the manager of Jade Pill Teahouse, could have left with Lin Zheyu's help but chose not to. Too many concerns weighed on his mind. Leaving the city where one was born and raised was never a simple decision.0

Back at his courtyard, the flowers and grass that were untended for more than ten days had grown wildly after a spring rain. Lin Zheyu checked the hidden compartment inside his room; everything was still there, untouched.3

After changing into a clean blue robe, he made his way to Feihong Tower. Leader Xu, having little else to do on most days, usually spent his time there. Lin Zheyu spoke briefly to the guards...0