The bustling noise of the long street of Jin Yu Mansion gradually settled down.
Today's public trial and land distribution among the people are taking place at a critical juncture of social unrest and transition, where not even the slightest disorder is permissible.
Wang Xuan, clothed in tight and sturdy attire, walked with calm and steady steps through the streets and alleys, with a serene expression yet possessing the demeanor of one who commands authority.
Behind him, several personal guards in gleaming armor, clad in Profound Iron Armor, moved with mountain-like stability, each footstep falling with a deep, heavy sound, neither impatient nor chaotic.
The guards' eyes were as sharp as hawks, scanning around, taking in every corner, alley, door, window, and shadow, not daring to overlook even the slightest rustle of grass.
"General, the public trial has concluded, and the land distribution records have been verified as correct..."
