Under Heavy Pressure, Replace the Night Watchman

When people gathered in a crowd, they went mad.

When people went mad, nothing could restrain them.

In mere moments, the hundred thousand refugees from the Four Garrisons of the North entered the city...

Refugees flooded together through streets and alleys...

Hundreds of thousands charged toward the Confucian Temple together...

With a riot on such a scale, the capital's city guards should have stopped it. But orders came from above: the guards everywhere were not to interfere!

That order came from the highest level!

Everyone understood without needing it spelled out!

"Lin Su!" Cold sweat streamed down Duan Yunhe's back. "Hundreds of thousands of people are attacking the Confucian Temple. Since the Holy Hall was established, this has never happened before. Do... you... understand?"

The final four words came one by one!

Like rocks splitting the sky!

This matter was simply too immense. Even though Duan Yunhe was eighty years old and had experienced enough to fill several historical records, even though he believed all worldly affairs were but a breeze, his heart still felt ready to burst.

Because this was an event that could overturn the Holy Hall's very foundations.

The Holy Hall stood above the world because the Literary Way was sacred, because the Literary Way was solemn.

The Confucian Temple stood within the mortal world while floating beyond it. Demons, devils, monarchs, and Confucians all revered it; that was how the Holy Hall maintained its transcendent status. Once it was attacked by the common people, the blow to the Holy Hall's foundations would be far worse than having an unparalleled Great Demon or supreme Great Devil level it with one strike.

The Holy Hall sheltered the people, and in return, the hundreds of millions of people were the Holy Hall's foundation. Only when the people believed in