Outside the Zhao Manor.
Looking at the group of people in front of them, the Scarlet Heaven Palace's name could stop a child from crying. It was comparable to a ghost. The guards subconsciously panicked. Fear was shown on their faces. Some of the timid people were so scared that they fell to the ground.
The guard in the lead suppressed his fear and braced himself to step forward. He cupped his fists and bowed. He did not dare to put on airs and lowered his posture." This is the residence of the Right Imperial Censor, Zhao Chengjie. Sirs, what are you doing here?"
The right prison is from the third grade.
Xu Xing went forward with a cold face and asked in a deep voice,"Censor Zhao is at home?"
"Old Master is in the residence."
Xu Xing raised his right hand and waved it fiercely, giving a rough order. Those who resist-kill!"