That Zhui Ying would show such a solemn expression, Mingshu guessed that the accident must be significant, but she didn't expect it to be so grave!
When they arrived, chaos reigned outside the Medical Bureau's main gate.
From a distance, a sea of people surged like a dark wave, some holding signs smeared with what could be paint or the fresh blood of some animal, scrawled with the blood-curdling words—
"Heartless government office, treating human lives like weeds", the characters visible even from afar.
Several corpses lay covered in white cloth in front of them, and the emotions of the townspeople were highly agitated, beyond the ability of the nearby soldiers to suppress.
The Prefect stood in the midst of the crowd, desperately dodging the stones thrown his way, looking utterly disheveled. If not for a few soldiers blocking the way, the infuriated crowd might have torn him apart on the spot.
