Although it was usually not open at night, the hunters had special privileges in many cities.
If it was a hunter they knew well or held urgent information, the guards would let them in.
The gate quickly rose halfway, and Zhou Jing walked in with Ross.
The four guards surrounded him and looked curiously at the cloth bag at Zhou Jing's waist.
"What's in here?"
"Evidence."
"What?" The four of them were stunned.
At this moment, Zhou Jing suddenly attacked. His arms seemed to leave afterimages as he slapped the guards' helmets.
Plop plop plop—
Before the four of them could react, they were knocked out and to the ground.
Zhou Jing waved his hand. He still tried his best to control his strength when facing ordinary people.
He did not want to be questioned. Even if he could make up a reason, he would have to wait for the guard to announce him before he could see the lord. He did not want to give Lutt more time to prepare.