"The Emperor's Blood trembled; this visitor is no mere envoy."
An Jing was well aware of the significance of the reaction from the Emperor's Blood. Either the visitor possessed a Divine Weapon or was a confidant of the Virtuous King—surely it couldn't be the Virtuous King himself taking possession of a body to come here?
On the other side.
"Wish to see the City Lord? State your identity!"
In Linjiang City, near the prefecture government, patrolling martial artist squads blocked a somewhat chubby man trying to head directly to the government offices: "You say you are from the southern prefecture? Being from the south isn't enough! Show your identity!"
Clearly, this was a scenario in which someone wishing to visit City Lord An Jing was stopped by the guard team.
Ever since Lord An had opened the trade routes, such incidents became frequent. Various trade associations' lobbyists and envoys from the south all wanted to meet with An Jing.
