Several days later, the Zhao State's Capital returned to its former peace.
The news that the Third Prince had been executed according to the law had been announced to the world.
For a long time to come, this incident would be a topic of casual conversation among ordinary people.
After all, they had never personally experienced a case of this magnitude in decades.
Yunwen Provincial Capital.
Qin Mo and Chen Xu had been busy all day and had finally handed out most of the Spirit Deer Sets they had on hand.
Qin Mo stretched. "Chen Xu, how many Spirit Deer Sets do we have left?"
Chen Xu had just finished counting them. "Three hundred and thirty-seven sets."
"Not bad, not bad. We'll finish handing them out soon. I didn't expect the players these days to be so weak. The vast majority don't even meet the standards for registered rank.
"But once they put on the Spirit Deer Sets, their combat strength will improve by leaps and bounds."
Qin Mo sighed.
Chen Xu smiled and nodded. He was just about to say something when he suddenly frowned.
"Something's wrong."
"What's wrong?"
Qin Mo froze for a moment.
"It's too quiet outside. This is when the shifts change. The Iron Clothes Department shouldn't be this quiet."
Chen Xu said, "I've been specifically observing it these past few days."
Qin Mo listened quietly for a while, then looked at Chen Xu with a grave expression.
"It really is quiet."
The two took a deep breath, exchanged a look, and quietly left the room.
They walked slowly through the Iron Clothes Department without seeing a single Iron Clothes officer.
This left them feeling increasingly uncertain.
Just then, Qin Mo and Chen Xu both received private chats from players who had accompanied them.
"Run! Ku