When the group came to the doors of the Lin residence, the sun was already setting. This house was at the very end of the street, and it was even more distant from urban area of the city, and so even it was the time when everyone was returning home, they didn't disturb anyone. It wasn't clear how, but when the palanquin leaned closer to this side, the group could more or less catch the scent of bitter herbs. The remnants of the sunlight drew the shadows of the locust trees long, and the copper of the bells on the lacquered door was faded. The wood of the door was of the plainest quality, and the two characters of "Lin Residence" on the plaque were quite spirited, but the ink had long since faded a bit. Helping Jiang Changbai down from the palanquin, Xun Zhu was about to go and knock on the door without even thinking about it. But before she could step closer to that closed door, Jiang Changbai called her to a halt, and she lowered her voice and said, "Wait a mome...