Jiang Feng didn't know what exactly happened hundreds of miles away in the State City.
But… his current situation wasn't much better than his young fiancée's.
"Last time we had a face-to-face chat like this, it was three years ago, I believe."
In the private room, the two sat face to face.
Despite dressing somewhat older, County Magistrate Sun was actually just a few years older than Xue Ming, and in his forties, which should be a man's prime in the officialdom.
"The year you earned the title of Scholar and ranked first, that same year, you were assassinated, and danger lurked everywhere."
"If it were anyone else who suffered such a misfortune, they would surely harbor a grudge, but... a man has his do's and don'ts, grievances should be understood, but there are many ways to understand grievances."
There weren't just the two of them in the room; behind the County Magistrate stood three constables, tall and burly, their faces familiar, usually seen protecting the magistrate.