An old carriage wobbled down West Main Street.
It was just breaking dawn, with only a few people at the breakfast stalls by the street. People saw the old carriage and the young man in a fur coat driving it but paid them no mind because both the youth and the old carriage were too ordinary.
The young man in the fur coat let out a shout, halting the old carriage beside the dismounting stone by the entrance of the County Government Office.
The carriage's lower curtain was already filthy. Now the curtain was lifted, revealing two figures, one burly and one lanky, stepping out one after the other.
Both men appeared to be around forty years old.
The burly one had a square face, brown skin, and wore a dark blue silk outfit. His expression was steady and amiable, giving the illusion of a seasoned trader with broad experience. This person was Wei Ziyan, one of the five Head Altar Law Envoys of the Filthy Blood Sect.
