A dark and windy night, the perfect time for murder and arson.
As the capital of a commandery, the prosperity of Bailu Capital City naturally exceeded the imagination of any ordinary person.
Though it was night, the city remained brightly lit.
This was especially true along the Cang River, where numerous pleasure barges illuminated the water as if it were day.
The coming and going of small boats, the shouts of playful roughhousing... The area was bustling with activity.
At this moment, Fang Yang stood on the riverbank, gazing out at the fleet of boats.
Soon, his gaze locked onto the largest barge.
He took a step forward and tapped the surface of the water, sending ripples spreading out.
Then, his figure dissolved like a wisp of dark cloud and vanished.
"Damn it, I have no idea where Gu Yu from Marquis Anqing's Mansion got so much money. He's actually been able to stay on the Jade White Barge for a whole month!"
