Changping County.
The Spy Department departed, leaving behind a mess at Anfu Square.
The once bustling marketplace was now riddled with feathered arrows; the blood of warhorses, shot dead, seeped into the cracks between bricks, emanating a strong stench of blood. Pedestrians avoided it, leaving desolation in its wake.
The Jiefan Guard was also preparing to leave, but Chen Ji called out to Lin Chaoqing: "Lord Lin, since you're here, might as well clean up Anfu Square before leaving. With so many assassins' corpses, finding a forensic doctor to examine and collect the bodies seems like a duty for the Jiefan Guard."
Lin Chaoqing turned his horse back, looking at Chen Ji with a mocking smile: "The Marquis of Wuxiang has indeed changed quite a bit since coming to the Imperial Capital from Luocheng City, speaking with much more confidence. Very well, my Jiefan Guard will handle the aftermath; the Marquis can return to the capital on his own."
