Liang Qu fished something out of his ear, pretending not to hear the soldier's words, as he followed Xiang Fangsu and Ke Wenbin to the top floor.
The three of them walked down the corridor to the innermost part.
Xiang Fangsu bent his fingers and knocked on the door.
"Wait a moment."
Hearing Xu Yuelong's voice, Liang Qu leaned on the railing to enjoy the morning breeze, gazing down from the top floor.
The pale blue light from the sky stretched down onto the water's surface like pillars, gradually transforming into glistening shards of silver that wrapped around the dense morning mist, dispersing the intense heat of the day.
A fish jumped up with a splash, its silvery scales glittered for a moment before it plunged back into the Great Marsh with a plop.
The scenery was exceptionally beautiful.
Only the room of the Fishing Tax Office's Prefectural Governor could be on the top floor; even the rooms of warriors like Yang Dongxiong and Sui Hongyan were on the level below.
