The drawbridge slowly lowered.
The motorcycle rider went straight in.
The drawbridge was raised again.
Tossing aside the motorcycle, he quickly walked toward the building and ascended to the second floor.
Standing outside a room, he knocked on the door and called out, "Brother Liang, I've come back with some intel."
"Wait a minute!" came a voice from inside.
Soon, the door opened, and a young-looking yet slightly gaunt woman came out, quickly leaving with her head lowered.
The motorcycle man watched the woman's retreating figure for a good while before entering the room.
The room was dimly lit, offering scant protection from the chill.
A middle-aged man with a crew cut, standing less than 1.7 meters tall with a slightly dark complexion, was sitting on the couch, casually fastening his belt.
"What was that noise just now, has the army entered the city?"
