In such a way, for an unknown amount of time, finally he arrived at a Prefecture City. Although the city was bustling with people and horses and carriages, to Shen Hex it appeared illusory, neither true nor false, neither real nor fake.
The junior clerk paid no heed, leading him by the horse to a magnificently splendid Prefecture Government Office.
Outside the office was a stable, already housing dozens of white horses, all standing motionless like statues, not even snorting.
"Official, please dismount!"
Shen Hex was still observing when he heard the junior clerk urge him, and helplessly he could only dismount.
Seeing the junior clerk once more, his face still carried a smile, yet somehow appeared stiff.
"..."
Shen Hex kept his observation to himself, showing no change in expression, and followed him into the Prefecture Government Office.
Inside the office, in the great hall, examination tables and desks were already arranged, with dozens of candidates fervently writing.
