Knock knock…
Knocks could be heard coming from the door.
Zhao Ming went forward to open it and saw an unfamiliar face.
The person was wearing clothes made of cotton and looked like a pageboy. One look at his sly-looking appearance made people unhappy.
"You are?"
The person didn't seem to expect that Zhao Ming would be the one who opened the door. Upon seeing the imperial guard garb Zhao Ming wore, the person reacted and weirdly said, "Oh, I thought you were someone else. It's you, Official Imperial Guard."
Zhao Ming's brows knitted, and his intuition told him that the incoming person had ill intentions. He hollered in a deep voice, "Speak if you have something to do. If not, get lost." He gestured to close the door as he talked.
