Jiming Lane was a quiet and rather deserted street among the many alleys of Nanquan Lane. Most constables were unwilling to patrol it. Especially at night. Walking through the alley, even in pairs, one would feel an eerie wind at their back, a truly chilling sensation.
If that was the case for two, how much more so for Chen Ping'an, who was all alone?
However, he was now at the Qi Blood Third Layer. With his Qi Blood abundant and his courage bolstered, he had no fear of the mere darkness or any spooky tales.
This was the confidence his Martial Arts Realm afforded him!
Chen Ping'an walked down Jiming Lane with a blade at his waist, a sounding gong slung over his shoulder, and a lantern in his hand.
