Just as Chen Danian reached the entrance, he saw a tall man and a short man arguing with the guarding Officials at the gate of the Prefecture Magistrate's Office.
"Well now," he murmured, his interest piqued.
The two men looked travel-worn; they were clearly Wandering Martial Artists from the Jianghu.
People like them usually feared the Government Office above all else, yet here they were, unprecedentedly, at the Prefecture Magistrate's Office.
One had to understand that although the government building in Huanglong Prefecture was officially a Prefecture Magistrate's Office, it was staffed and operated like a Provincial Magistrate's Office.
Any Ranger from the Jianghu who dared cause trouble here had to have a death wish.
Chen Danian straightened his back and strode forward, his official aura swelling.
"Who are you?"
When the guarding Official saw it was Chen Danian, he immediately broke into a sycophantic grin.
