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In the capital city of Luojing, within the residence of the Imperial Censor Zhao.
Linghu Mingde, who was leisurely fishing in the backyard, received a message from his granddaughter.
Rain Falling on Dust (Fang Ranran): Grandfather, the operation by the Anti-Treason Division is almost complete, and it can be considered a grand spectacle. Nearly eighty percent of the heterodox practitioners on our list have been arrested.
Linghu Mingde broke into a smile, "I've seen it, the young man is not bad at all, when he moves, he does so like thunderous landslides. He even deliberately slowed down for a few days, used misdirection, letting everyone lower their guard, which is very good."
Fang Ranran, however, was not convinced after seeing the message.
In her view, ever since Lin Hao took office, his approach appeared erratic and random, swinging the hammer here and there, making it hard to discern his true intentions.
