The capital city.
As Mu Houchu taps his fingertips on the table, he's unable to dispel the dark and foreboding aura that envelopes him. The servant attending to his tea can't help but shiver in his presence.
Ever since their master returned to the capital, he has been exuding a menacing air, initially assumed to be due to Gongsun Yi's rebellion. However, even after Gongsun Yi's body had been thrown into a mass burial ground, his morbid mood remained. Why?
The servant dared not to question him and only shrank timidly to one side.
The door was lightly knocked thrice.
The tapping of Mu Houchu's fingers on the table ceased instantly as he commanded coldly, "Enter."