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Tingjiang City, City Magistrate Yamen.

Wen Kongxuan led his Chief Constables, along with Lü Zhan under Yang Ling's command, and over a hundred Ironclad Department elites sealing the main gate.

Directly ahead was another Garrison Troop formation.

The Garrison Troop commander at the front had an impressive aura—like Wen Kongxuan, he was an Eighth-Rank powerhouse!

Behind this formation sat a sedan chair. It had already been set down, but the person inside showed no intention of emerging.

“Wen Kongxuan, your Ironclad Department dares to blockade the Tingjiang City Magistrate’s Yamen.”

“Have you forgotten all the rules set by Zhao State’s founding emperor?”

The Garrison commander said expressionlessly:

“Step aside now, and the Prefectural Governor will pretend he saw nothing.”