Xu Luo walked with a casual air, deliberately avoiding the main roads and picking deserted alleys instead.
Because that feeling of being watched, of being stalked from the shadows, had returned!
Xu Luo wanted to know who it was. Who could have been so patient, watching him in secret for so many days?
The sky gradually darkened. The main roads of the Imperial Capital lit up, but the alleys Xu Luo chose were mostly old, historic ones. The walls of a few wealthy estates lined the lanes, with no residential entrances on the sides facing the alley.
The alley grew dim. Soon, there were no pedestrians at all.
Xu Luo was on high alert, every nerve taut. His steps seemed random, but they secretly followed the pattern of the Big Dipper, each foot landing on a stellar position.
If someone were to attack him from behind, Xu Luo was confident he could evade it in an instant.
As the world before him grew darker, the sense of unease in Xu Luo's heart became more and more pronounced.
