The Armory is on fire, the Imperial Palace is smoking; it sounds so delightful. Such a grand spectacle naturally makes the residents of Jiangnan City stay up all night to watch. They pour out of their homes, gather with neighbors, and fervently discuss whether it's a rebellion by a powerful official or a usurpation by a royal family member, filled with a laid-back attitude befitting of the Southern Lord Jing.
If you live your whole life in a place where no one can harm you, it's hard not to feel relaxed.
Occasionally, people hear the sound of tiles being stepped on from the rooftops, but when they look up, they can only vaguely see a few swift shadows passing by, like crows flying overhead.
Unlike the leisurely stroll last time in Chang'an City, the distance from the archway to the Imperial Palace is a full three thousand steps, and the thieves must run as fast as they can. At this moment, the difference in strength among the thieves is reflected in their speed.
