Zeng Anmin drew a deep breath and walked forward, saying:
"Let's go take a look at where the envoy mission is staying."
Everything was still peaceful.
Most of the mission's people had already gone to sleep.
Though the Imperial City Department's agents were weak, they still needed sleep.
"Who goes there?"
As the mission's overall commander, Bai Ziqing resided in the finest courtyard in all of Huitong Hall.
"Who goes there?"
The guards standing before the courtyard fixed their sharp gazes on the two of them.
"A Divine Envoy of the Eastern Cult, here on official business."
The Empress calmly approached the two guards and presented her waist token.
Then she looked outside and asked:
"Did anything happen in this courtyard today?"
Upon seeing the token, the two men's expressions changed. They bowed to the Empress with utmost respect.
"Reporting to the Sacred Envoy, Bai Ziqing, commander of the Northern Sacred Envoy Mission, remained in his room all day today. There was nothing unusual."
"Oh?"
From that single sentence, Zeng Anmin sensed something amiss.
How could a perfectly healthy living person remain inside a room for an entire day?
"We need to go in and find him. You two stand guard here."
Gu Xiangnan looked at the two men indifferently, then led Zeng Anmin into the courtyard.
The moment he entered, a heaviness rose in Zeng Anmin's heart.
There were still not the slightest traces in the courtyard.
It was an entirely ordinary courtyard.
There had been no fight.
Unable to wait any longer, he strode forward, stopped before the door, drew a deep breath, and raised his hand to knock.
Tap, tap, tap.
There was no response.
Zeng Anmin exchanged a glance with the Empress.
His expression changed.
Bang!
He abruptly shoved the door open.
"Bai Ziqing!" Zeng