「Yellow Leaf City, East District, Zhou Mansion.」
Before the vermilion-lacquered main gate, a pair of stone lions stood silent guard. The gold-painted words "Zhou Mansion" on the lintel were slightly mottled, but they still projected the prestige of a wealthy household.
With steady steps, Fang Han walked directly up to the mansion's gate.
The burly guard recognized the Disciple's Robe of the Qingxuan Sect and remembered that Fang Han had come with disciples from the Law Enforcement Hall a few days prior. Not daring to be disrespectful, one of them stepped forward, cupped his fist, and spoke with a tone of mixed respect and confusion:
"This Young Hero, you are…"
"I am Fang Han, a disciple of the Qingxuan Sect. I have urgent business with Zhou Tong. Please announce me."
Fang Han's voice was calm, betraying no emotion.
