It took them twice as long as usual to finally reach the town.
Ji Huan had thought they were meeting at the academy, but that wasn't the case.
Song Jing led her through a winding maze of small alleys before stopping in front of a private residence.
Just as he was about to knock, the sound of hurried footsteps approached from within, and then the door SWOOSHED open.
The person who opened the door was about the same age as Song Jing, but with a much rounder build. Combined with the thick winter clothes, he looked like a ball at first glance.
He seemed a little surprised to see Song Jing had brought someone, but he didn't say much. He just tilted his head toward the courtyard, gesturing for them to enter. "We were just waiting for you."
The entrance to the main house was covered by a heavy cotton curtain. Song Jing reached out, lifted the curtain, and let Ji Huan go in first.
