It was late at night.
Dozens of fast horses rushed out from the four city gates of Xinzheng: east, south, west and north.
On the top of the East City Gate, the man who had delivered the letter to Zhang Liang was clinging to the wall bricks, calmly watching the horses galloping under the city gate.
"Mr. County Magistrate, would you like me to restrict the Zhang family from traveling?"
Behind him, an officer in black armor clasped his fists and asked for instructions.
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