300, Interrogating Zhao Douan

A day later, the imposing Imperial Envoy's procession once again became the focus of the entire city.

And this time, its deployment came without any forewarning or prior arrangements.

Thus, when hundreds of cavalrymen silently surged through the main road of the southern gate like a tidal wave, the city's residents hid in panic with only fear and confusion in their eyes.

"Imperial Censor Chen, where are we heading?"

Within the encircled cavalry troop, Sun Xiaozhun, having just caught up, rode a horse and pulled on the reins, loudly asking the middle-aged Imperial Censor beside him.

While speaking, his eyes drifted to the front of the procession, still under the guise of Zhao Duon, surrounded by the Jinyi of Lihua Hall.

Although Chen Hong was a civil officer, his horsemanship was surprisingly good.

He cracked a smile and loudly replied,

"Where the Imperial Envoy wishes to go, how should I know? However, I suspect it is to inspect the mine."