He hadn't noticed that a group of soldiers had escorted over ten chariots to the Jun resident's gate. One team of soldiers was moving the boxes from the carts on to the ground. Each of those boxes was either bulky or delicate. And, the extremely pungent smell of medicines which had assailed his nostrils was originating from these boxes.
Fortunately, those boxes were being moved inside the house; not outside. Otherwise, Jun Moxie's first response would've been, "People have raided our house! They are confiscating our stuff!"
The scene was very chaotic to begin with. However, it didn't end there. A group of approximately fifty middle-aged men were scrambling around. They were calling-out-loud mournfully as they impleaded. This had made the entire situation even more chaotic.
[What is going on? What in the world is happening here? What is this?]
