Shouted commands and the hurried sound of hooves broke the silence of the serene night. The streets of Dulin city erupted into chaos, and silhouettes of soldiers could be seen moving around every corner. Since the shooting incident that happened in mid-afternoon, the whole city had been scoured twice in search of the suspect. It seemed that the seek and arrest would continue until the impatient emperor finally obtained a result.
Cabinet ministers retreated from the emperor's sleeping quarters in twos and threes, while both sides of the streets were crowded with guards on duty. Protected by walls of shields, swords, and spears, these lords began discussing the chain reactions triggered by the shooting incident as they headed for Hamilton Palace.
"Was it you?" Alan murmured to Old Kachev and revealed a faint smile.
"No way," the Chancellor beamed in return. Unconsciously, he checked his surroundings, but no one seemed to have noticed him and Alan.
