In an instant, all eyes turned to the source of the sound.
A young man exuding an imposing aura rode in on a horse. Though not clad in battle armor, his black military uniform and sharp, authoritative eyes made everyone present feel a suffocating pressure. It seemed as if with a single move, a torrential killing intent would be released to slaughter everything in its path.
"General." Wei Quan turned and bowed respectfully.
"General, I am the County Governor of Linguan City. Your soldiers have been acting recklessly. I implore you to control them," the County Governor said angrily, struggling to lift his head. It seemed he believed that this general, Zhao Feng, could save him.
"Men," Zhao Feng commanded with a raise of his hand.
"Your orders, my Lord," the trusted aides replied, looking at Zhao Feng expectantly.
"Search the Government Office. Find the ledger for the annual salary distributions," Zhao Feng said in a heavy voice.
"Understood."
