The night in Canglang City carried the rugged roughness and chill unique to the frontier.
Inside the study of the Garrison Commander Manor, candles burned brightly, yet they failed to dispel the heavy atmosphere permeating the air.
Qin Lie stood before the window, gazing at the withered branches in the courtyard rustling in the cold wind, his back resembling a silent, immovable mountain.
Chapter 191