"I wouldn't dare." Zhang Mingrui hurriedly bowed:
"Please wait a moment, it will be ready soon."
He returned to his room, changed into his Daoist robe, thought for a moment, then picked up the Magic-Slaying Sword beside him. After preparing himself, he boarded the carriage prepared by the Governmental Officials.
"Creak... creak..."
The wheels ground against the road, slowly advancing.
Not long after.
Zhang Mingrui frowned, lifted the curtain, and looked outside. The starlight was dim, and he could only vaguely see the courtyards on both sides of the road.
"This doesn't seem to be the way to the Government Office?"
"Who told you we're going to the Government Office?" the carriage driver said indifferently:
"The Lord from the Governor just arrived at the post station outside the city. Lord County Magistrate went ahead to meet him. We will go directly to the station to give them our report."
He added:
"Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask."
"Understood."
