Ming Mo used his foot to block the door, preventing it from being shut.
"Oh dear! My lord, I'll call you lord. Please don't make it difficult for me. I'm just a servant and can't influence my master's decisions. My master is entertaining important guests and is really occupied. Perhaps you could come back in a couple of hours?"
The doorkeeper looked distressed, staring at the displeased Ming Mo and Ming Yan, feeling troubled.
Ming Mo smirked with a hint of sarcasm, "The enemy is almost upon the Prefectural Magistrate's Office, and yet your master still has the leisure to host guests? His courage is truly unfathomable!"
The doorkeeper immediately sensed something amiss upon hearing this, "What did you say? The enemy is here? The Da Xing army?"
