On the walls of Song Family Castle, guards were holding guns. Some were gazing at the endless wilderness, some were overlooking the people going in and out below the walls, and some were leaning against the wall, yawning.
Guarding is a tedious and boring task, even more so for years on end.
"Xiaochun hasn't come for a few days, has he?"
Someone asked, immediately drawing everyone's attention.
"Yeah, it seems like it's been three or four days?"
"More like two or three days?"
"Not sure, but ever since he took a day off, he hasn't shown up. I heard he went out hunting. Could something have happened since he's been gone this long?"
"Wang Xin," someone looked towards a sharp-chinned man in his twenties to the left, "didn't you visit Xiaochun's house? How's it going? Any news?"
