The night was hazy, yet Luoyang remained illuminated by candlelight. One could faintly hear the sounds of children playing and elders scolding within the houses. Two dark figures stood atop the Luoyang City walls, their long sleeves fluttering in the biting, desolate wind.
The patrolling Imperial Guard units caught sight of them and immediately bowed.
"Greetings, Prime Minister!"
Chapter 85