There was nothing to shield one from the chilly wind up on Imperial Capital Tower.
"Ssss —"
Yu Mingye shivered in the cold.
Up on the top floor, he looked into the distance and saw that it was pitch dark in the imperial capital.
The silver moon was behind thick clouds, revealing not a single trace of light.
All the lights were out in the city down below. There wasn't a soul around, and the wind was blowing… It was miserable for Yu Mingye, staying up there.
15 minutes passed…
An hour…
Two hours…
Yu Mingye sat there with his arms around himself and trembled.
But he was on the alert!
After that last incident in Northern Border City where Jun Linyuan had stepped on his head, Yu Mingye had learned his lesson!
Despite shivering from head to toe in the chilly wind, he still looked around cautiously, fearing that Jun Linyuan might jump out of some dark corner and kick him down the tower!
