That night, Jizhou Governor's Mansion.
The rest of the places had already extinguished their lights, but only Governor Liu's room was still lit. Occasionally, patrolling soldiers passing by couldn't help but sigh at Governor Liu's diligence and hard work.
But only this man named Liu Yanran himself knew that given a choice, only a fool would want to work at this hour. Especially for a martial artist, good rest is essential for maintaining combat strength; staying up all night is like self-sabotage.
Yet even so, Liu Yanran had no choice but to work through the night.
All because of that troublesome mess left by that damned Wang Gaoceng.
