The Blade in the Xia Emperor's Hand
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Back at the government office.
"Lord Marquis, Feng Zhengyi has brought a generous gift." Mo Qi 'an greeted him with cupped fists.
"I guessed it." Zhang Ronghua smiled as if he had everything under control.
"Where?"
Mo Qi 'an said," Judge Iron is busy refining pills. Marquis Bei Cheng is in charge of receiving him. He's in your hall."
"Go over," Zhang Ronghua called out.
After entering the middle court, the two experts of the Qiong Qi Guard stood guard outside with the prefecture soldiers.
Seeing his brother return, Ding Yi stood up. Feng Zhengyi didn't dare to be arrogant. He hurriedly stood up and cupped his hands." Lord Marquis!"
He was filled with emotions.