Patrol Office.
Atop the highest Attic.
Faint mist rose.
"Prefecture Lord, have a taste!"
Ye Qiu stretched out a hand, indicating for Hong Minghu to try the freshly brewed hot tea before him.
A moment later.
"Good tea!"
After taking two sips, Hong Minghu nodded in praise.
"Prefecture Lord, should we do something about the chaos below?" Ye Qiu asked at once after seeing Hong Minghu set down his teacup.
"Chaos? What chaos?" Hong Minghu looked at Ye Qiu in surprise.
"Does the Prefecture Lord truly not understand?" Ye Qiu asked.
Hong Minghu said, "Why hide it and tuck it away? If you have something to say, say it!"
Hearing this, Ye Qiu stared into Hong Minghu's eyes and fell silent for a full two breaths.
Then he gave a derisive smile.
"Good!" Ye Qiu nodded heavily.
Just then, the two of them turned to look at the stairs behind them.
Thud, thud, thud—
The sound of footsteps carried especially clearly into their ears amid the utter stillness of the snowy day, growing clearer and clearer.
"Commander Jiang actually came!" Hong Minghu looked at Jiang Ning, who had just appeared, and gave a faint smile.
"Brother Jiang!" Seeing this, Ye Qiu immediately rose to greet him.
"Brother Ye!" Jiang Ning also greeted him with a smile.
Then he gave Hong Minghu a slight cupped-fist salute.
"Greetings, Prefecture Lord!"
"Commander Jiang actually has the leisure to come find me today!" Hong Minghu smiled and continued, "Take a seat as well!"
"Thank you, Prefecture Lord!" Jiang Ning cupped his hands.
Immediately after.
Jiang Ning and Ye Qiu took their seats, sitting before Hong Minghu.
"Brother Jiang, have some tea!" Ye Qiu poured a cup of steaming hot tea and placed it before Jiang Ning.
Seeing this, Jiang Ning took a shallow sip,