The chilling sensation lasted only for a moment before suddenly dissipating.
When Zhao Douan turned his head to look, he saw that the windows on the second floor of the small building were tightly closed.
"Let's check the Yellow Registers," said Mo Zhaorong by his side, feeling equally uncomfortable.
"Okay," Zhao Douan nodded, no longer dwelling on it. At that moment, he had never felt safer within the Capital.
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The storeroom for the Yellow Registers was not on "Huanzhou Island."
According to the old storeroom manager, this was because cooking fires were made on Huanzhou Island, and to avoid fire hazards, the storerooms were established on the other five islands.
In a short while, the three of them took a boat and reached "Yingzhou Island."
As soon as they disembarked, a massive warehouse facing east came into view.