In the night, wind and snow swirled endlessly,
Within the vast residence, lanterns shone brightly, yet there was a faint air of ennui and desolation.
Gu Zhan settled into a small courtyard usually reserved for guests, bathed, and went straight to sleep.
From Linjiang City to Canglan City, he'd endured over a month of hardship and fatigue, encountering numerous bandits on the way, often forced into battles and killings, and after that hastened nonstop to this Pingyang City, going forty or fifty days without a proper rest.
He'd long wanted a peaceful sleep.
This sleep lasted till dawn the next day.
As soon as he woke and opened the door, he saw Zuo Yang and Wu Xiang standing outside, looking as though they'd waited for a long time but hadn't dared to disturb him.
"Sir," Zuo Yang cupped his hands and said, "Breakfast is ready and can be served at any time."
Gu Zhan nodded, following Zuo Yang and Wu Xiang into a grand hall.
Gu Zhan began eating without ceremony.
