The clear light of the cold moon shone on the streets and alleys, and the loud cry of an eagle echoed in the night sky.
Ye Jingtang jumped onto a house and looked up at the source of the sound. A few figures were rising and falling in the air above the street at the end of his vision, flying toward the east city wall. There were no pursuers from the Black Office behind them.
Luo Ning landed in front of Ye Jingtang and pulled his arm. "Don't mess around. Your mind isn't working well now… Come home with me! I'll think of a way to help you first…"
"I'm really fine. The chief constables of the Black Office don't understand the bird's signal. They definitely couldn't find the direction and just started running without stopping."
Luo Ning saw Ye Jingtang's focused expression. His heart was indeed as calm as water. Her heart was in turmoil, but she couldn't stop him anymore. She gritted her teeth and followed him while pulling out the sword at her waist.