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Mist and rain shrouded Hangzhou.
Wei Heng, flanked by a large group of Western Factory men, stepped into the residence of the tax investigation imperial envoy, his face as still as water. He wore a vermilion python robe with four claws and over it, a sleek, black satin cloak. As he moved, his garments fluttered with an undeniable air of authority!
"I did not know of the inspector's arrival and failed to welcome you. Please, inspector, forgive my negligence..."
A plump eunuch, with a ruddy and round face, hurriedly came out to greet him, laughing and gesturing from afar even before he spoke. He, too, wore a vermilion python robe, but its grandeur felt absurd on him, comically lacking any dragon-like fierceness.