"Go and report to Lord Prefect!" Hundred Households Wang Shouyi casually pointed to a soldier, instructing him to report, while he ran toward the city tower.
"Let's go directly to the Prefectural Magistrate's Office!" Gu Chengyu frowned, seemingly deciding that they need to have the Prefect send for reinforcements.
"Yes!" With war on the brink, Ming Yan and Ming Mo felt a chill in their hearts, their faces solemn.
Shops on the street started closing one after another, presumably having heard rumors, regardless of their truth, they avoided it like the plague. The number of pedestrians on the main street also dwindled, making it appear quite desolate.
In less than a quarter of an hour, Gu Chengyu and company arrived at the Prefectural Magistrate's Office, where he ordered Ming Mo to present the letter at the side gate of the Prefect's rear courtyard.
"Knock, knock, knock!" Ming Mo, somewhat anxious, stepped forward and knocked hard on the door.
