Xiao Yi had already left the Sky-splitting Sword Sect.
But, he wouldn't leave the Royal Capital.
There were still things he must do here.
However, at this moment, he was merely wandering aimlessly through the bustling streets of the Royal Capital.
Such days continued for several days.
The night, gradually darkening.
On an inconspicuous street in the Royal Capital.
Xiao Yi stood in a corner, by himself, hands behind his back, feigning sleep with his eyes closed.
Although the Royal Capital was bustling.
But the night seemed much quieter.
A full moon in the sky, scattered stars, were emitting a faint, chilly light.
The night wind, crisscrossing the slightly empty streets, was cold and eerie.
In the night, under the cold light, within the chilling wind, Xiao Yi, as if ethereal, spent his night asleep.
The next morning, at dawn.
The day had just vaguely lightened.
A patrol of the City Guard Army instantly surrounded him.