郡衙门口,寒风骤起.
Shen Qing wore the cotton uniform of the Guardian Martial Department. The hem was edged with fine blood-colored ice crystals, and even one side of his cheek bore a bloodstain.
Anyone could see that he had just killed someone.
The two gatekeepers standing at the entrance dared not let him in casually.
"We ask that you show your identity card," one of the gatekeepers said, his hands tucked into his sleeves as he held his weapon, exposing only a red nose and a pair of wary eyes.
Shen Qing retrieved a finely carved jade token from his pocket, with his name and official position engraved on it, and handed it over.
The gatekeeper took the jade token and carefully examined it in the dim light by the door, his expression gradually becoming more respectful.
"So it's Lord Shen, Lord Officer Shen. My apologies."