Chapter 41: Qiu Xichen

The same night.

In the west of Qingzhou City, within an inconspicuous alley, sat an equally inconspicuous residence. It was not large inside, featuring blue bricks and gray tiles, with no plaque above the lintel. There were at least a hundred such residences in Qingzhou City, and any random one looked quite similar to it. However, no one would have imagined that this very unassuming place was a hidden outpost planted by the Divine Capture Bureau.

Deep within the residence, inside a tiny room, a candle flickered like a bean. Paper and a brush lay spread out on the table, and the ink in the inkstone had already been ground to a very thick consistency. Liu Dao sat before the table, writing furiously. His brows were tightly knitted and his hands moved rapidly, as if he feared that should he slow down even a little, the things he wanted to write would slip right out of his mind.