Duan Rong dashed through the interwoven alleys, his feet moving swiftly, as if touching the ground like a dragonfly skimming the water.
Soon, Duan Rong arrived by the Wild Lake behind the City God Temple.
Before darting out of the alley, Duan Rong suddenly expanded his Divine Sense, and after confirming that no one was around, he rushed out without slowing down.
He stood amidst the reeds by the frozen Wild Lake, under a crescent moon so low it seemed within reach. The remaining moonlight scattered on the tips of the withered reeds, illuminating the ice in the center of the lake brightly.
He placed the bound man on the ground, then drew out a knife, channeling Inner Breath, digging a pit near a sycamore tree not far away to bury a clay pot.
Then, Duan Rong untied the two bound men, tied their hands and feet with rope, and hung them on the sycamore tree beside the Wild Lake!
