Life, Destiny

The distinct sound of the copper whistle, like swifts in the rain, floated over the rooftops and into the dark alleys.

In the alleys, the Jiefan Guard with their dour hats all looked up at the night sky. Upon hearing the clear sound of the copper whistle, they too took out their own whistles and blew them.

The calls of the copper whistles echoed outward like ripples, as the Jiefan Guard converged toward the inner prison like bees returning to their nest.

Viewed from the sky, the heavy falling snow was like a checkerboard, the alleys like squares, and the dense Jiefan Guard like chess pieces – someone had set the board and invited guests into the jar.

Before the Jiefan Guard could arrive, Liang Gou'er lay on the ridge of a roof and whispered urgently to Chen Ji, "Run, the Jiefan Guard will be here any moment. This is a trap!"

In front of the inner prison, Chen Ji did not reply.