Yongqingxing was in the south of the city, an area made up of ordinary neighborhoods, inhabited mostly by common folk.
Chen Wu hired a carriage and had it pass slowly along Yongqingxing's street while he watched through the carriage window.
At a glance, he saw that Yongqingxing had been surrounded.
They haven't been exposed, have they?
Chen Wu looked more carefully. Not only Yongqingxing, but the shops on either side had also been cordoned off. Yet the people surrounding them did not look like they were from the Constabulary Office.
What was going on?
Chen Wu got out of the carriage and went to a general store at the end of the street. After buying a few bits and pieces such as needles and thread, he casually asked, "What's going on with those shops over there? Why have they been sealed off?"
"Sir, you don't know? An epidemic broke out over there. The Imperial Medical Academy surrounded the place and took everyone inside away to prevent the infection from spreading," the shopkeeper immediately explained.
"What? An epidemic?" Chen Wu was startled.
"Yes! They say it's the plague. The Imperial Medical Academy is still observing the situation. If it keeps spreading, they'll quarantine even more people." The shopkeeper looked worried as well. "If not for this little business of mine and my lack of savings, I'd have shut my doors and hidden away for a while too."
No wonder. Those people wore matching uniforms, yet they were not from the Constabulary Office—they were from the Imperial Medical Academy.
But this had completely blocked him.
Old Wang was a Mystic Realm expert and could run fast enough. The Imperial Medical Academy probably had not dragged Old Wang away for quarantine. But the shopkeeper could not run around freely; he had likely been