Midnight, Qingshui County Government Office.
In the courtyard, a bonfire blazed brightly, dispersing the surrounding cold and darkness.
Zhang Yuan sat on a stone bench, holding two skewers of seasoned meat, turning them over the fire.
The meat sizzled and smoked, releasing a rich aroma of roasted meat.
Carried far away by the night wind.
Once the meat was crispy on the outside and tender inside, Zhang Yuan sprinkled some finely ground spices on top.
Just as he was about to feast, a shadow suddenly darted over the courtyard walls like a night owl, landing steadily in front of the bonfire.
The newcomer was a burly, bearded man.
Although this man wore simple wooden clogs and attire, his commanding presence and unspoken authority were anything but ordinary!
Across the bonfire, the man and Zhang Yuan locked eyes.
He suddenly smiled and said, "Little brother, could you spare me a skewer of roasted meat?"
