Guangnan Prefecture.
Prefecture Government Office.
The night was deep and still.
But Prefect Liu Yong was not resting; instead, he was reviewing one public document after another by lamplight.
As a Prefect of Da Xuan, he had served the Imperial Court with utmost dedication, vowing to do so until death.
"Alas... recently, due to celestial phenomena, people's hearts have become unsettled, not a good omen for the nation."
After a while, Liu Yong put down his pen and sighed heavily.
These days were full of troubles indeed.
However, he still had confidence in Da Xuan, especially in His Majesty.
After all, with outsiders and Alien Arts in the court, it could not be thrown into chaos!
"Sir."
Just then, a knocking sound could be heard.
Upon hearing it, Liu Yong's eyebrows raised: "Come in."
A middle-aged man with a sallow complexion entered, moving with a sense of strength and carrying a hint of a rogue's air about him.