The next morning, Tan Qian suddenly jolted awake from his dream. Because of what had happened the night before, he had barely slept well all night.
"Bishop Tan, you're awake."
Tan Qian sharply turned to his left. At some point, Mo Lin had appeared in his room, carrying a chair and sitting beside his bed.
"Greetings, Elder!" Tan Qian rolled out of bed as if by knee-jerk reflex and hurriedly bowed. "May I ask whether Elder has some important matter to instruct me on by coming here at this hour?"
"There is indeed something. Didn't you tell me yesterday that you had reached an agreement with the lord of Vast Sea City regarding patrols outside the city? If you could make that kind of deal, you must know him well, right?" Mo Lin asked.
Tan Qian quickly nodded.
"That's right, Elder. I do indeed have quite a bit of personal rapport with the lord of Vast Sea City."
"Then I have a task for you. After I leave, immediately go find him and have them place Vast Sea City under lockdown for one day. Entry will be allowed, but no one may leave. Unless I come to find you again, the lockdown must not be lifted early." Mo Lin was a cautious man. No one could be allowed to know about his meeting with the five dragon sons outside the city today. He also did not want to kill even more people to silence them, so he came up with the idea of having Tan Qian handle the matter.
Upon hearing Mo Lin's words, Tan Qian had intended to immediately say yes, but seemingly recalling something, he said somewhat tremulously, "Elder, could you reveal the reason? If we impose a lockdown without a clear reason that is not too far