Jingwu Bureau, outside the Governor's Office.
Chen Sheng stood solemnly, the Cold-Intimidating Treasure Saber at his waist. His posture was as straight as a pine tree, his aura heavy and composed, as he quietly awaited Nie Xuanfeng's summons.
Jingwu Guards bustled past, their steps hurried, yet no one dared to make a sound. A solemn atmosphere filled the air. The occasional glances directed at Chen Sheng were filled with a measure of awe.
Ever since the battle at the Iron Sword Sect, Chen Sheng's reputation had soared to new heights.
"Deputy Captain Chen, the Lord Governor bids you enter."
After announcing his arrival, the guard at the door bowed respectfully.
Chen Sheng gave a slight nod, straightened his official robes, and strode into the Government Office.
The hall within was somewhat dim. Chen Sheng looked up to see Governor Nie Xuanfeng seated in the main chair, engrossed in a scroll, seemingly oblivious to his arrival.
Or perhaps, he was deliberately ignoring him.
