Governor Hall.
Zhao Douan came from Lihua Hall, directly reaching this central hub of the Imperial Court, and on the way, he vaguely sensed the tense atmosphere permeating the air.
Arriving at the gate of the hall, he coincidentally ran into a familiar face.
"Were you also summoned by the Lord?" the two said in unison.
A tall female detective with black hair tied in a ponytail, a hidden weapon pouch at her waist, and a teardrop mole at the corner of her eye furrowed her brows:
"Do you know what happened?"
Zhao Douan looked at Haitang and shook his head,
"I just arrived at the government office, and only heard that a murder was committed by the rebels."
Haitang's expression was grave, "That's all I know too. Let's go see the Lord."
The two entered the Governor Hall together and happened to see Ma Yan walking out.