Something’s Wrong with This Game — I Became a God by Mining!

Xiangfeng Prefectural Capital, the yamen.

Yang Ling and Juewang followed Zhao Qing into the rear courtyard.

This place was fairly lively. Not far away, several figures stood inside a pavilion.

Among them was Ministry of Personnel official Kong Xinghu, whom Yang Ling had seen before.

There was also Mining Guild elder Qian Dalong.

Outside the pavilion stood even more people, all with serious expressions, respectfully listening as if attending a ceremony.

Speaking with the Third Prince at this moment was a gaunt, dried-up old man.

The old man wore plain clothes, but his manner and bearing gave off the air of someone long accustomed to high position.

Even facing the Third Prince, he did not seem to flatter him excessively.