After leaving Poyang Lake, Su Chen traveled at full speed toward West Lake.
The rest of the journey was calm and uneventful, with no further mishaps.
Finally, at dawn on the fifth day, while the sky was still dim, he successfully arrived within Hangzhou's borders.
"This..." Su Chen frowned as he stared at the checkpoint ahead, guarded by several hundred Imperial Guardsmen and soldiers. "It looks like something major has happened in Hangzhou."
Though the Imperial Guards were arrogant, they did not have the authority to casually command soldiers.
With so many Imperial Guards and soldiers jointly setting up checkpoints to inspect travelers, whatever had happened had to be no small matter.
Su Chen could not help but grow excited.
Generally speaking, whenever something major happened, there was often an opportunity to make money.
With that thought, Su Chen strode forward.
"Halt." A soldier raised his spear and pointed it at Su Chen.
Two Imperial Guardsmen stepped out from either side, closing in on Su Chen from the left and right as they prepared to inspect him.
But just then, a sharp shout rang out. "All of you, stop."
Following the voice, Su Chen saw a handsome man in a red flying-fish uniform approaching with several Imperial Guardsmen.
"Imperial Guard Battalion Commander, Ying Wuqiu." Su Chen recognized him immediately.
To Su Chen, the Imperial Guards and the Eastern and Western Depots were absolutely stable major clients.
Thus, he knew most of the people among them who possessed a certain degree of authority.
He had met all fourteen Imperial Guard Battalion Commanders.
Of them, the ones he knew best were Ying Wuqiu before him and Mu Lang Shen Jun, who was undercover in the martial world.
"It has been a long time, Young Hero Su." Ying Wuqiu greeted Su Chen with