Within the Ministry of Justice, as the Three Agencies jointly interrogated Zhao Douan, elsewhere.
Great Yu Capital.
Atop the West City Gate, the city guards were changing shifts as usual. As the new guards ascended the walls, gripping their weapons while standing over this majestic city, they looked westward.
The line of commoners waiting to enter the city looked like a string of ink dots scattered upon the earth.
"Yawn."
A soldier couldn't help but yawn and rub his eyes, his gaze unconsciously drifting into the distance, hoping to find clarity in the far views.
Then he blinked, noticing at the edge of his sight on the horizon, a black dot speeding toward them rapidly.
At first, it was indistinct, but as it entered the range of the city's bows and crossbows, he finally saw clearly—a lone horse was galloping fiercely.
The horse's hooves kicked up dust, almost gliding across the ground, trailing a cloud of dust behind.
Upon the horse was a "female general," travel-worn!