Number three's words were very strange. He was far away in the capital, but it was as if the situation was so urgent that it happened right beside him ... Li Miaozhen's slender and delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly.
She actually had something on tonight. After the storm of the day's military admonishments, with the keen intuition of a heavenly sect cultivator, she could vaguely sense the murderous intent hidden under the smiling appearance of Governor Zhang.
Therefore, he planned to go to the relay station before dusk and see if there was any room for negotiation.
However, number three was a netizen that she valued very much. He was upright, brave, smart, and wise. He was an admirable scholar. She couldn't just ignore number three's matters.
Just as he thought of this, he saw a line of words slowly appear on the surface of the Jade Mirror: