The servant who came to report again knelt down in fear and explained, "Sir, the ground and the dungeon are on fire. I'm trying to save them, but the fire is too big. It's already too late."
Hearing this, Song Yuancheng sobered up. He casually put on a coat and swung his sword at the servant who came to report. He angrily walked out, "Who did this?! I'll never forgive him!"
The private dungeon in the prefect's mansion was built under the front yard. It was used to lock up some disobedient people. Usually, there would be guards patrolling.
Now, the dungeon and the front yard were burning. The servants and servants were frantically splashing fire with water.
Song Yuancheng looked at this scene with his eyes wide open. The front yard was his office. He had put many important things in it, but now, there was nothing.
Was this an accident or was it man-made?
