Improvement

The sound of clashing swords was like a bird's screech, tearing through the long night of spring rain, and the neighbors must have heard it.

But in Dates Lane, no one dared to come out and investigate.

Song Cheng clutched a book and carried a longsword, sprinting wildly through the rainy night.

The night was very dark, and the road was slippery, yet he moved as if it were broad daylight on a smooth path.

When he got back to the Ruyi Commerce Chamber mansion, he even caught a glimpse, over the wall, of Miss Ling sneaking back through a hidden dog hole, crouched down.

Song Cheng quickly climbed over the wall, then returned to his own courtyard...

It wasn't something he said...

The guards at these mansions only guarded the front gate, and when real danger came, everyone looked out for themselves.

Returning to the house, he knocked on the door, calling gently, "It's me."

Young Mrs. Tong hurriedly opened the door.

Song Cheng swiftly entered.

A chill followed him inside.