The sound of hurried horse hooves was particularly harsh on the official road outside the burning city. When Huang Hu saw the city ahead, he couldn't help but look a little surprised, because he saw a large number of laborers repairing the city walls.
At this time, the men who noticed five or six riders galloping quickly on the official road had become alert at the city gate, but they did not make any extreme reactions. After all, there were only a few people and they had slowed down.
Xue Zhenzhu walked from the construction site to the official road, accompanied by several of his men. He had been inspecting various construction sites these days, but what made him bored was that since those scoundrels in the city were won over by his virtue, they had become extremely obedient and even worked very hard, which made his daily life less fun.
Huang Hu reined in his horse and looked at the Tielenu in front of him, who was wearing a round-necked long-sleeved shirt, and couldn't help but ask, "What do you want to do by blocking the road?"
"Where are you from? We are in the Burning City and will not tolerate outsiders running wild!"
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