"My legs are completely numb; how much longer do we have to wait?"
Chuanzi patted his shoulder, "Just a bit longer, wait a bit."
The snow kept falling. A glint of light flashed around the corner of the street as someone entered the alley. Zheng Ergou's heart tightened. The light stopped in front of a door; the gate was opened from the inside, probably by someone returning home late. A burst of noise followed, then silence once more. Seeing this, Zheng Ergou finally let down his guard toward Chuanzi, thinking the man did have some skills. He's truly a disciple of the Thief King.
