Wei Shi Lan heard a hard and furious voice as he walked through the neighborhood. Funnily, he expected that by this time of the night the entire neighborhood of the Lake Valley's north edge would be fast asleep, but they were outside, watching with lanterns in their hands.
Each of them as usual had something to say.
"Ahrah! At least, the wrath of the heavens have caught up with her!"
"All of that nonsense she was doing with that foreigner behind her husband's back, it all ends today."
"Tch tehh, the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind."
As they noticed Shi Lan walking calmly in the darkness, quite close to them, they whispered to each other and pointed their gazes at him.
'I wonder if this neighborhood ever sleeps…'
Shi Lan sighed and turned to the road that led to Chang'e's house, he could see Chang'e and a ragged man outside, the man was raising his voice, so much that the cords of his neck and head were looking like they were going to snap.
