Night fell, and bitter winds swept through the mountains under a sky choked with thick, dark clouds. It was the dead of winter, and heavy, goose-feather snowflakes began to drift down from the heavens.
After settling Ma Xiaopao in and posting guards to protect him, we stoked all the campfires to create the illusion that everyone had turned in for the night. Under the cover of darkness, we slipped quietly out of the camp and headed straight for Yeqi Temple.
By the time we reached Yeqi Temple, Sun Zhongquan and the others had been waiting for a long time. The moment they saw us, they motioned for us to enter.
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