Jishi Hall, the night deepened.
Zhao Qingmei sat in front of the desk, looking at the letters sent from various places in Great Yan.
Among them were the schemes of the Demon Sect and also messages from important spies; all of which she needed to review and heed, and then she would have to provide further instructions.
Sometimes she did read books, but other times she needed to 'approve these letters'.
"Tan Yun, it's getting late, let's close up shop," Zhao Qingmei glanced at the sky and commanded.
"Understood."
Tan Yun, who was playing with the little black pet, nodded and went to the door of Jishi Hall to close and lock it.
Just as Tan Yun was about to lock up, an embroidered shoe appeared at the doorstep.
"Woof... Woof."
The little black pet barked twice at the intruder, then hid behind Tan Yun's legs.