It was past noon when Zhou Ang finally descended the mountain. As he reached the entrance to the ward, he sensed something was amiss. Two ward guards were whispering amongst themselves, leaning on their spears, while four other soldiers stood inside the gate.
Zhou Ang was somewhat surprised but didn't inquire further. He entered the ward and headed towards his home.
At that moment, two men approached and stopped him.
One looked to be around forty years old, while the other was younger, about twenty, with a short mustache.
The middle-aged man asked, "Scholar, have you seen any strange women in the ward recently?"
Zhou Ang hesitated, then shook his head. "No."
The younger man said, "Think carefully. This is no small matter and cannot be taken lightly."
Zhou Ang said he
