"Who is it?!" a woman's voice sounded from the house. Though the voice was very low, the sound was loud and clear, and Jiang Changbai and Song Juguang could hear how little confidence was in this seemingly-harsh voice. Hearing the voice, they wanted to leave; after all, their original intent was only to furtively come here, and they hadn't intended to startle anyone. Who could have imagined that the motions of the woman in the residence were quicker than theirs, and before they'd managed to mount their horses, the doors were pushed open. The three of them looked at each other, their figures all filled with indescribable embarrassment. It was Jiang Changbai who responded most quickly, and she said, "The two of us were late in entering the capital, and didn't manage to make it to the next town before nightfall. We remembered when we'd passed through here before, and stayed a night in an old woman's home. That's why we came, but it seems now that...