The pharmacy door opened.
Huzi, clad in a White Fox Fur that looked odd against his large frame, strode in with a few of his cronies.
At that moment, Su Chen was huddled by the stove, warming himself.
Outside the Imperial City, chaos had already erupted.
Patrol guards from the Workshops were constantly rushing about, putting up notices. 'Looks like someone's a wanted man?'
Su Chen didn't care.
Huzi, on the other hand, was interested.
Before long,
he stomped back in, fuming.
"Bastard!"
"Has His Majesty lost his mind? How dare he issue a wanted notice for..."
Huzi was trembling with rage.
On the wanted poster...
...was a portrait.
A youth who looked like an Immortal, clad in a Muddy World Profound Robe.
It was none other than the Wind Snow Sword Immortal.
"A wanted notice for the Wind Snow Sword Immortal? What is Emperor Jie thinking?"
The realm was in an uproar.
No one understood Emperor Jie's reasoning.
