The eighth day of the eighth lunar month. Within the city of Jinzhou, the moonlight lay like water upon the ground. Ma Chaoxing, dressed in dark clothing, walked along the shadows cast by the city walls. With every step, he observed his surroundings with extreme caution.
After slipping past two patrols of night watchmen, he arrived outside a dilapidated residence. Seeing that the area was deserted, Ma Chaoxing paused, pursed his lips, and exhaled.
*Squeak—squeak—*
Chapter 880