The autumn wind was cold and bleak, causing all sorts of grass to bend over.
Surrounding the originally deserted official road, there appeared several black-robed men who slowly approached the imperial motorcade.
In the beginning, there may only have been a handful, but as the number of people increased, when the warning horn blew, there were thousands of people gathered already.
Moreover, the number of people was still increasing, gradually creating a siege around the entire imperial motorcade.
"Sir, they are members of the Mire Sect." Someone immediately reported to Jiang Bin.
"Halt the motorscade, form a line, and face the enemy!" As the commandant of the Brocade Guards, as soon as he saw these people, Jiang Bin did not hesitate to issue commands.
Lin Qingyi also appeared next to Jiang Bin in time, and after hearing his order, he immediately instructed people to relay it.