South City Hundred Households Office, this night, was brightly lit.
The Embroidered Uniform Guards coming and going all looked extremely busy. The Embroidered Uniform Guards recently transferred from various county towns had begun taking up their posts directly, and by day's end, the Imperial Prison was packed with detainees.
In a single day, the upper ranks of the White Rat Gang were wiped out. The Embroidered Uniform Guard launched a massive operation to capture White Rat Gang members, sending the entire South City into a state of alarm and panic.
Inside Gu Zhan's office, Embroidered Uniform Guards kept coming in and out with slips for his approval. Ever since he returned at noon, Gu Zhan had barely rested; only now, deep into the night, did he find a moment of respite.
He lifted a cup of tea and took a sip, then leaned against his chair, gently massaging his brow.
Just then, the door opened and someone walked in—it was Ma Lang, still working despite his injuries.
