Bab 118: chapter 118 Got You

As the sun retreated and bade goodbye to the earth, an inescapable ubiquitous darkness descended on the wings of the night and swallowed every available photon that dared to give off a glimmer of light as it prepared to dominate the rest of the evening. Wu Ming hadn't returned at that time, so Zhang Jian had the hut all to himself. As he lay in bed, he thought on why his meticulous steward hadn't retuned yet and found himself worrying as he thought to himself;

"It is very unlike Wu Ming. I hope nothing happened to him along the way." He worried himself to sleep and he drifted off.