92 Chapter 3: Going to the Gathering Alone with a Single Sword, Entering the Capital by Oneself (Seeking First Subscription!)

Zhao Huai rode his sword along the way, looking down at the mountains and rivers.

The journey was desolate, with few people in sight. Most houses he passed were empty, and the surrounding trees sparse. This all began with a famine, causing the common people to flee south for refuge.

Famine was a great disaster in ancient times, and if not handled properly, it would greatly damage a country's national fortune.

The trip from Jinzhou to the capital city was long, and when Zhao Huai arrived, it was already dark.

He could vaguely see the lights of the capital city. Perhaps only under the emperor's feet would one witness such a scene.

"Halt!"

Zhao Huai arrived at the city gate, where he was stopped by imperial guards on both sides.

"No one is allowed to enter the city during curfew."

Zhao Huai nodded lightly and then took out a human skin mask from his black ring, slowly putting it on.