After leaving Old Man Hao's stall, Chen Ping'an made his way to the White Stone Town Pacification Bureau.
By now, a crowd had already gathered at the entrance of the White Stone Town Pacification Bureau.
"Lord Commander!" Seeing Chen Ping'an's figure, the crowd's eyes burned with fervor as they shouted in unison.
"Mm." Chen Ping'an nodded slightly.
Cheng Renjing led a horse over, his expression solemn. "My lord, have a safe journey."
Chen Ping'an smiled in response, took the reins, and swung himself onto the horse.
"Prepare to depart! Destination: Weishui County City!"
"Yes, sir!" At his words, a dozen or so men in the crowd swiftly mounted their horses, their movements perfectly synchronized and disciplined.
"We respectfully send off the Lord Commander!" the crowd shouted in unison, their voices filled with sincerity.
