Night had deepened, yet Heaven Dou City, which should have been silent, was strangely bustling.
One carriage after another rolled out of the streets, curtains drawn and sedan blinds lowered. They hurried through the empty thoroughfares, all converging in the same direction.
Wheels rattled over the bluestone roads.
Now and then, a patrol passed by, but the soldiers pretended not to notice and hurried away with their heads down.
Who among those bold enough to roam the streets so brazenly at a time like this was someone they could afford to offend?
The Prime Minister's residence blazed with light, as bright as day.
In the main hall, the old prime minister sat solemnly in the seat of honor.
On the small table to his left stood a cup of ginseng tea. It had long since gone cold, yet he hadn't touched it.
The chairs on both sides were full. Those of lower rank had to stand, but even they stood straight, not daring to make a sound.
A middle-aged man seated near the head of the hall spoke first. He looked to be in his fifties, with a square, upright face. He was the prime minister's most favored pupil.
"Master." He bowed slightly, his voice low and urgent. "Heaven Dou City is already in chaos. Some are leaving, some are fleeing, and even several great nobles are preparing a way out."
"Your students are at a loss as well. We beg you to give us some guidance."
"Exactly, exactly."
Everyone chimed in, their voices rising and falling like a flock of startled sparrows.
"Prime Minister, please give us some advice!"
"His Highness the Crown Prince is young and has never faced such a crisis. What if he handles it poorly..."
"I heard the Star Luo Empire's vanguard has already taken