Zhao Yan stormed into the post house and kicked the wooden door of the suite open. The door hinges snapped under the brute force.
He ran his fingertips over the table; the porcelain teacup was still warm, yet the bedding was folded with meticulous precision.
Wei Xiao came rushing in, gasping for air. "The station attendant says Zhao Keluo checked out at the end of the Shen hour!"
Chapter 73