A relaxing night is showing now. The Sinners had until now a long struggle for the golden boughs. Hong Lu's sitting down in front of her room, polishing her guandao.

"Maybe I should change from this drab outfit into a more unique attire that suits me better? I could find something when we make a stop!"

Hong Lu smiles happily, her expression is soft, yet aware of her surroundings. Her legs happily dangle in front of her, skilled hands working on her weapon.