Sitting at the corner table, Yu Zhao listened to the other conversations for a while longer and found out that most of the guests had the same plan as the four young men.
Sitting beside him, his adjutant said in a low voice, "Master, you shouldn't be seen."
"Mhm." Yu Zhao placed the empty teacup down, then calmly stood up. "Let's go back."
Pulling his veiled hat lower, Yu Zhao grabbed his sword and left the roadside teahouse with his adjutant.
While the common people were living in fear and anxiety, a messenger from Heaven Prison went to find Wen Qiaolun.
Clasping his fists, the messenger bowed slightly to the chief eunuch serving Wen Qiaolun. "This subordinate greets the Chief Eunuch."
Looking at him, the chief eunuch asked, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"
"Reporting to the Chief Eunuch. This subordinate is here to relay a message from Heaven Prison. Prime Minister Wen is asking for an audience with Her Majesty the Empress Dowager."
