Inside the room, Division Magistrate Zhang was reclining in a chair, his arms casually draped over the armrests.
Deep dark circles hung beneath his square face, making him look as though he had not slept for days.
For an expert like Division Magistrate Zhang, going without sleep for several days normally meant nothing.
Now that he had dark circles under his eyes, he had probably gone without sleep for quite a long time.
Zhou An had not visited the Demon Suppression Division lately, so he had no idea what had happened there.
Seeing Division Magistrate Zhang like this, he knew something must have happened.
When Division Magistrate Zhang saw Zhou An arrive, he casually waved a hand. "Zhou An, have a seat. Who is this?"
Even his voice was listless.
Zhou An found a seat and sat down, asking curiously, "Lord Zhang, what happened?"
In An Ding County, Division Magistrate Zhang might not have had complete control, but he was at least someone who could make the place tremble with a stomp of his foot.
For him to suddenly appear so dispirited was strange to Zhou An.
"Sigh..." Division Magistrate Zhang let out a long sigh. "Isn't the inspection coming soon? Something happened on my end."
"Inspections concern the County Magistrate. What does that have to do with the Demon Suppression Division?" Zhou An asked.
During an inspection, the County Magistrate was naturally the most nervous person. Why, then, was Division Magistrate Zhang making such an expression?
Division Magistrate Zhang did not hold anything back. He rose from his chair and placed a sheet of paper from the table before Zhou An.
"Take a look. No one would have expected me to get caught up in something like this."
Zhou An took the paper and read through it carefully.
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