The more than a hundred men of the Inspection Team blocked the entrance, their numbers all martial arts elites, their gathered aura imposing as thunderclouds before a storm, suffocating all who drew near.
From within the Hundred Households Office, many had already rushed out, standing in opposition,
The atmosphere was taut to the limit.
Rong Yichu, following behind Gu Zhan, quietly retreated, slipping back inside the Hundred Households Office.
Shen Minghe sat loftily atop his horse, looking down at Gu Zhan and handing over an official missive, speaking flatly: "Gu Qianhu, receive your orders!"
Gu Zhan stood unmoving at the door.
Shen Minghe's face darkened as he snapped, "Gu Qianhu, do you need this official to repeat myself? You—"
"Get down here!"
Gu Zhan suddenly cut him off coldly: "I don't like speaking to others with my head raised."
