The 11th month was just at its head start.
The sun was peaking its head from the dome of heaven at dusk. The land was awash in a yellow glow while the children were being scolded unwillingly back into their homes from their playgrounds.
The Southern Lust city seems to fall into a strange silence at this moment in time as the vendors all pack up their stuff. While inside the Starlight Zone, behind Han Li's home, a chicken clucked relentlessly as an irritated woman looked at it with frustration.
Who else could it be other than Li Yao?
She was irritated.
Very, very irritated.
She was seated in the doorway with an irritated expression.
This fucking chicken had trashed her entire backyard with its shit, and it was stinking everywhere. She could feel her anger often rising at its clucking noises, too.