On a summer evening, heat waves rolled relentlessly through Count Jingwen's Estate amid the deafening chirping of cicadas.
Outside Yuehua Hall, several burly matrons stood guard. Sweat soaked their clothes, and though they waved their cattail leaf fans furiously, they could not drive away the oppressive heat.
"This damn weather is going to be the death of me," one matron muttered, wiping the sweat from her face with her sleeve.
Chapter 102