The assassination of the envoy from the Northern Countries shook the entire Capital City, prompting almost the entire Six Gates to mobilize.
However, Chen Ming was left behind, firstly because he had just taken office today and did not even have subordinates. Secondly, it was also to look after him, considering he was only a First-Grade.
With Shang Xiangrong, the head of the intelligence department, being unable to spare time,
another person was tasked with taking Chen Ming to his office space.
It was an elderly First-Grade, with gray hair and a face full of wrinkles, surnamed Zhou, and commonly known as Master Zhou. As a veteran of the Six Gates, he was responsible for logistical and clerical work. Due to his good memory and stubborn nature, he had earned the title of Master Zhou.
"My lord, this is the place."
Master Zhou respectfully said as he led Chen Ming to a pavilion.
"Mingjing Tower?"
