Chapter 63

When Luo Jiang returned to the quadrangle courtyard, the lights were on in the rooms of the families living there; they had likely all been startled awake by the explosions. He slipped into his own room without lighting his oil lamp. He wanted to project the image of a young man who slept like the dead; if such a huge commotion outside hadn't roused him, it would surely be seen as a sign of his heavy slumber. Luo Jiang knew that after the others were woken by the blasts, they would have likely come outside. If they saw his room dark, they would assume he had slept through it; if he were to light the lamp upon returning, it would only invite suspicion. In this quadrangle, he had guessed that Fang Wanshu and Lin Xuemei were likely with the Nationalist Party. Although they never sent telegrams from home, their movements could not escape Luo Jiang’s Divine Sense. The couple Li Fucheng and his wife were likely with the Red Party, though he could not be certain. Ever since Fang Wanshu and his companion had moved in, Li Fucheng had stopped sending telegrams, likely to avoid the sound of the transmitter being overheard. Luo Jiang didn't care about these things; whoever they were, as long as they weren't traitors or lackeys, he allowed them to stay.