End Of Wan.

Salt Wind City was not like the usual. There were many people who were being captured and then sent into interrogation to find out who killed the Young Master of the City Palace. The City Lord was so angry these past few days, that even if someone was passing by, they would be dripping with cold sweat.

Liang Ding loved his son, as he only had one child. His wife had been distressed and dispelled her cultivation in grief. The City Palace was shrouded in gloom. Meanwhile, in the city everyone was laying low. The brothels had been closed down and even the restaurants were shut down for fifteen days. 

Hao Ren did not mind, he was using this time to cultivate. In the past week, Yan had been busy carving complex symbols on the walls of the courtyard. Hao Ren did not ask her what she wanted to do, he seemed to have become a boulder, sitting under the tree with cultivation being his only task.