Chen Ping'an sat in his chair, recalling the contents of the letter.
He had briefly analyzed the letter's contents and found them highly credible.
He couldn't forget what Zhao Lianzhi of the Weishui Garrison had told him when he was ordered to rush to the trade route's garrison.
"Lord Guan states that with the Long'an Trade Route about to open, the various factions on its periphery are causing unrest. Official duties and trivial matters are flooding in like a tide. It is a tangled mess, difficult for him to sort out alone, so he hopes the Deputy Inspection Envoy dispatched by the Garrison Commandant's Office can arrive as soon as possible!"
'Official duties and trivial matters, flooding in like a tide?'
'A tangled mess, difficult to sort out?'
A hint of coldness couldn't help but surface in Chen Ping'an's eyes.
'Neglecting his duties? Lost in the arms of women?'
'Is this how he, Guan Yu Ping, sorts out his official duties?'
'Interesting!'
'Truly interesting!'
