The City Lord's Hall was spacious and bright.
A censer filled with burning incense was placed on the wooden table in front of them, emitting wafts of fragrant scent.
The blue curtains were drawn to shield from the glaring afternoon sun.
The bandit's head had been taken away by the guards, and now Fang Hao and Anjia were waiting for the arrival of the City Lord of Pruell City.
They had been waiting for twenty minutes.
Fang Hao was killing time by reading the Book of Lords, whereas Anjia was getting a bit restless.
She was mumbling to herself, criticizing the City Lord for being too arrogant and fantasizing about bringing the Bone Dragon here to raze his house tomorrow.
Thump, thump, thump!
The sound of footsteps was growing louder, accompanied by the noise of armor friction from the corridor, steadily becoming more distinct.
Immediately thereafter, a man wearing a blue embroidered robe, escorted by two guards, walked in.
