Li Huowang was currently in the small courtyard residence left for his use by the Record of Appearance, and it must be said, having such a place in the Capital City was very convenient, at least it spared him the trouble of staying at an inn, and Black Taisui could be kept in the courtyard without fear of being seen by others.
At the moment, he stood with his hands behind his back, frowning as he watched the desolate, snow-drifted streets outside; there were hardly any people left on the streets because the Capital City had imposed a curfew earlier today.
Li Huowang stood silently by the window, seemingly waiting for something.
Suddenly, the crisp sound of horseshoes, "clippety-clop," rang out as a group of strapping men in fur clothing rode their horses, charging into the Capital City.