Bab 700: Every Pursuit Has Its Specialty

Snow drifted about the streets, and the waters were covered in sheets of ice.

The capital in the early winter was a lonely and quiet place.

Wang Po and Chen Changsheng walked along the Luo River. The streets were wide and empty. The snow fell without end, as if it had already been falling for ten years.

In the houses on the two sides of the street, behind the walls, in the boats on the Luo River, under the bridges, within the world of shadows, many people were concealed.

These people came from various provinces, princely estates, ministries, and government offices. There were government officers, bailiffs, retainers, family servants, heroes, and the courageous.

However, the icy surface was gradually softened by the winter sun, the naked willow trees began to lightly sway, and yet still no one acted. The two figures walking through the snow were not disturbed in the slightest.