"I will take responsibility!"
This sudden declaration, each word sharp and resonant, instantly shattered the heavy silence in the main hall of the Prefecture Government Office.
Lord Xie Jingze, Jingwu Bureau Governor Nie Xuanfeng, and Military Preparation General Li Qianzhou—the three men who held the reins of Ning'an's military and political affairs—all turned toward the voice at the same time. Their brows furrowed, their eyes filled with shock and doubt.
Who would dare make such a brazen claim here?
And who had the audacity to single-handedly shoulder the immense blame—blame that could plunge all of Ning'an into turmoil and even provoke retaliation from the Celestial Dragon Temple and Dragon Tiger Mountain?
What's more, a flicker of recognition stirred in Nie Xuanfeng's heart. That voice... it had a faint yet persistent familiarity.
"Who is causing a ruckus outside this hall?!"
