At the moment, there was no further movement from the Northern Qiang military camp. It seemed that the overwhelming aura from Xue Qiming's display of strength had subdued them into silence.0

Since Xue Qiming had returned at noon, Xue Niang hadn’t spoken a word to him. Each time he shamelessly tried to approach her, he was consistently rebuffed by her cold shoulder.0

After a few unsuccessful attempts, Xue Qiming grew bored and called Fang Dingwu to go out with him to buy some wine; he had nearly depleted the several large jars of wine that served as the inn's stock.0

It would be misleading to call what they were doing buying wine. It was more like scavenging it. At this time in the besieged city, where could they...0