"Bang! Bang! Bang!!!"
Just as Fang Xing closed the panel and prepared to head out, a knock sounded at the door.
"My lord, it's me, Yang Xin."
A voice came from outside the courtyard gate.
Yang Xin?
What was he here for?
Looking at the courtyard gate, Fang Xing felt somewhat surprised. He then stepped forward and opened it, finding Yang Xin standing outside.
"My lord."
Yang Xin bowed in salute.
Fang Xing looked him over. "What is it?"
Yang Xin raised his head and looked at Fang Xing. "My lord, Lord Zhang has ordered me to invite you to the inner hall of the County Yamen to discuss a matter."
"Hmm?"
Fang Xing was slightly surprised upon hearing this.
"Has someone from the Heavenly Supervision Bureau come again?" Fang Xing asked.
The few times Zhang Chen had summoned him had all been because of the Heavenly Supervision Bureau, so the thought surfaced in Fang Xing's mind at once.
Yang Xin shook his head. "My lord, no one from the Heavenly Supervision Bureau has come, but I saw the commander of the garrison army go to the County Yamen."
"The garrison army commander?"
Fang Xing froze.
What connection could there be between the garrison army commander, the county magistrate, and him?
No... had something happened?
Fang Xing's expression tightened.
Although he had spent the past month cultivating, he still knew something of the situation outside.
After the New Year, the situation in the surrounding areas had deteriorated by the day.
Half a month ago, he had heard news that Qingchuan County had once again come under siege by rebel forces—and had fallen in one stroke.
The city had been taken.
Qingchuan bordered Qingshan. Judging from the situation, Qingshan County was very likely to be the next target.
Yang Xin looked