That night.
Pingzhang Commandery, Governor's Mansion.
Pingzhang Commandery's Prefect, Tang Yu, paced back and forth in the main hall. His brows were tightly furrowed, and every word in the document in his hands pierced his heart. "How could something like this happen right after I took office?!"
The report filled him with indignation. He simply threw all the pages out, his eyes bloodshot. FLUTTER. The documents scattered all over the floor. Tang Yu sat down on his chair, hesitated for a moment, and picked up a brush to start writing a plan.
