It wasn't noon yet, and the sun was not as intense as it was in midsummer. The streets in the west of the city were busy with traffic, and men and women were strolling around everywhere.
Daoist Xuanji opened the small umbrella and covered the empress dowager's head. Because of their disguises, they looked very much like a scholarly lady accompanying a madam out to shop.
As for Ye Jingtang, who was following behind, although his clothes and aura were extraordinary, he was carrying boxes of various sizes in both hands and had a saber hanging on his waist. He was vividly displaying his identity as a personal guard.
The three of them set off from the Prince of Jing Estate and headed to the Imperial Boxing Dojo. Because the crime had happened several days ago, they weren't in a hurry.