For several days straight, Su Mu didn't return home even once.
By day, he rushed around handling various disputes in South City. By night, he continued his patrols and night watch. The man was like a tireless machine.
Wang Guan tried to speak with him several times, but Su Mu turned him away each time, claiming he was too busy with official duties.
Xiang Xiaoyuan came looking for him at the South City Bureau on multiple occasions, but she couldn't even catch a glimpse of him.
After a few days, in between his official duties, Su Mu finally managed to pin down the whereabouts of the person Yang Jin had mentioned.
On this day, the sky was thick with dark clouds, hiding the moon from sight.
A pitch-black curtain of night enveloped the whole of South City. Its streets and alleys were completely deserted.
Aside from the faint, distant sound of the night watchman's clapper, there was hardly another noise to be heard.
