"Stop."
Magistrate Liu was sitting in the first carriage. With one look, he gestured for his men outside to register while he sat firmly within the carriage.
Jiang Danhe felt the carriage stop, so he lifted the curtain and looked ahead. He realized that it was just the usual registration process, so he sat back down in relief.
Soon, the convoy was let through. The moment the soldiers at the gates saw them, they sent someone to bring the letter back to the military camp. After all, with such a large group entering the city, it was standard procedure to inform the governor.
When they arrived at the inn where they were going to stay, Magistrate Liu kindly handed Jiang Danhe a key. Xiaoguo waited for the magistrate to pass one to her. To her surprise, there was only one key. After handing it to Jiang Danhe, the magistrate left happily, as if he had done something good.
