A bright moon cast its light over the great river outside Yunzhou City.
The water sparkled.
Numerous pleasure boats, monopolized by the scions of prominent families, were filled with Oiran dancing and singing, each displaying their distinct charm.
The wide streets of Yunzhou City grew quieter with each passing moment, and the neat footsteps of patrolling soldiers passed by below. Once the footsteps faded into the distance, Jiang Shu opened his eyes. He took a deep breath, pushed open the window, and leaped from the upper floor, landing lightly on the ground.
His appearance transformed in an instant. His face changed from that of a young man to a middle-aged one, and his body became robust, seeming a few centimeters shorter.
