It felt like he had suddenly been struck a heavy blow, and Yu Wenquan's tall figure swayed abruptly, urgently supporting himself on the table with both hands just to barely stabilize his posture.
However, the table slightly shook, causing the piles of documents atop it to scatter messily to the ground.
When he looked up again, Yu Wenquan's eyes were redder still, but his voice was deeper, as if forcibly suppressing his own trepidation at this moment, he said in a deep voice, "What happened? How could this be?!"
"..."
"Taiyuan was fine, why would there be a plague?!"
"This—I don't know, my lord."
Yu Wenquan, with his high status and authority, naturally emitted a commanding aura, but at this moment, his full beard almost stood on end, combined with his bloodshot eyes and furious face, made him resemble a bloodthirsty tiger. Just one glance was enough to send shivers down one's spine, invoking utter terror.
Yu Dingxing instinctively stepped back a few paces.
