In the distant Dengzhou City, the rebellion was still in full swing.
Although Zhao Jinfan, who initially managed things here, died rather quickly, the legacy he left behind still existed. Every aspect of Dengzhou City had already been thoroughly infiltrated by these scholars. The most wonderful thing was that this place was still officially under the jurisdiction of Southern Chen, far away from the emperor — which directly meant that if any other Yu people wanted to raise the flag of rebellion, they would find it hard to pass up on Dengzhou, this piece of juicy meat.
"So, how exactly did the previous manager die?"
In the governor's residence of Dengzhou City, the new manager Bai Wujiu fanned himself with a folding fan while scrutinizing the subordinates in front of him.
"Don't tell me some Immortal descended and struck him dead. If you lead a pig here, even it wouldn't believe such nonsense... Who exactly killed him? Who dared to touch one of ours?"
"Well..."
