The war-torn Lingguan City was a sight of devastation, where soldiers outnumbered the commoners on the streets, and innocent civilians were arbitrarily arrested without cause.
Gu Chengfeng constantly reminded himself that he was a great thief, that the life and death of the commoners had nothing to do with him. Yet, when he actually witnessed such scenes before him, the blood in his veins couldn't help but boil with anger.
He clenched his fists tightly and it took tremendous effort to barely suppress the urge to kill those Zhan Country soldiers who bullied the commoners with his sword.
He couldn't expose himself.
Not yet... not yet...
"Let's find an inn!" he said, turning away, afraid that another glance would make him unable to hold back and rush over.
"All right," Gu Jiao replied, calm and collected as she nodded her head.