「Great Zhou Celestial Capital, Southern Garrison Command Government Office.」
"My lord! My lord!" Meng Qingyun ignored the strange looks from his colleagues, shoving his way through and scrambling into his superior's office. He dropped to his knees with a THUD and wailed, "You must seek justice for me, my lord!"
Above him, Zheng Zelin, one of the four Households Commanders of the Southern Garrison Command, was caught completely off guard. He set down his documents and frowned. "What is all this? Weren't you away on official business? Why have you come back crying like this?"
He looked to be in his early thirties and had a burly, powerful build, but was unfortunately saddled with a long, horse-like face.
