Morning finally came.
Zheng Xiu awoke with an aching back.
He had managed a rare four hours of sleep.
He had "battled" Feng Bei until midnight, at which point she had proactively ended their date, listlessly saying she had business back in the city.
At the time, Zheng Xiu knew perfectly well what "business" Feng Bei was talking about, but he played dumb and asked a few questions, trying his best to distance himself from any direct connection to Zheng Xiu.
Seeing Feng Bei's reluctant expression, Zheng Xiu wondered inwardly, 'Are you really so put out about having to protect Master Zheng?'
The sky brightened, and the roosters crowed for the Sunrise.
Early in the morning, Scarface Liu came charging up to Heaven-Gazing Prison, excitedly clutching a scroll.
"Good news! Fantastic news! Master, you've been granted a special pardon by the Holy Emperor!"
Zheng Xiu cut him off irritably. "Did you actually read the pardon document carefully?"
