When the Yao Bell Tower chimed ten times, Yanjing fell completely silent. Although the streets were bright as day, most places, except for the clandestine gambling dens, had already closed. Even the legitimate gambling establishments had closed — in this sun-worshipping nation, gamblers believed that noon was the luckiest time, and patrons felt that daytime provided the best value for engaging in such activities (indeed, one's stamina was better during the day).
Northeast of the Imperial Academy, as a Patrol Execution Guard team rounded a corner, Le Yin swiftly darted across the street, climbing to reach a gloomy courtyard overgrown with weeds. Contrary to his expectations, the courtyard was not quiet; instead, it was filled with a clamor.
