Zhu Wencong, just arriving at his home's entrance, noticed some additional people by the surrounding wall, seemingly spies sent by the Government Office to monitor him.
Ma Xinyi had no authority over him, but he needed to know Zhu Wencong's whereabouts at all times, fearing that he might be swayed by certain groups.
The remnants of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom are still numerous, and in the future, Ma Xinyi will also perish at their hands.
"Wishing you a Happy New Year in advance!" Zhu Wencong gave a Gold Coin to each guard at the door; they were all orphans, trained in the mold of the Yulin Army.
"Elder brother, the clan head came looking for you just now!" Fu Mengqiu knew Zhu Wencong was intentionally avoiding him and helped to deal with it.
"Just how many direct descendants of the Zhu Ming are there currently?" Zhu Wencong never bothered with family affairs; his subordinates took care of them.
