Duan Hongxing traveled day and night until he reached Fan City.
The County Magistrate of Fan City was already waiting at the entrance to the County Office, his robes and official cap meticulously arranged.
Had he been able to, he would certainly have submitted a memorial pleading guilty first. After all, such a grave incident had happened in Fan City.
But Duan Hongxing had not given him that opportunity.
Duan Hongxing dismounted and swept a cold glance over the magistrate. Rather than enter the County Office, he simply asked, "How is the investigation into the iron mine progressing? Are there any case files?"
With trembling hands, the County Magistrate of Fan City presented all the documents to Duan Hongxing. His voice shook as he said, "This humble official has worried over the iron mine day and night. Unfortunately, the rain was so heavy these past two days that neither the banks of the Fan River nor Iron Mine Mountain could be approached..."
Duan Hongxing left the documents suspended before him without reaching for them. Instead, he looked at the magistrate. "So you still know absolutely nothing about the iron mine's present condition?"
After all, according to the reports, the rain had only stopped during the day today.
"This humble official... this humble official deserves death!" Unable to think of an answer, the magistrate fell to his knees with a thud.
Duan Hongxing raised his foot and kicked him sprawling. "That head on your shoulders is merely something I am leaving in your keeping for now!"
"In that case, you never sent anyone to investigate the situation along the Fan River either?"
The Fan River had supplied water for mining the iron ore for decades. Naturally, meticulous arrangements had been made.
Yet the breach had still opened!
Beyond the natural disaster,