Along the way, Wei Fufeng learned that Zhong Kuangshi was captured at the top of the city.

Zhong Chuan, the sick-bed governor, ordered people around him to help him. The hero who had ruled Jiangxi for more than 20 years would not have a good end.

I encountered many riots along the way, but my personal soldiers shouted away. The accent became a means to distinguish our enemies. There were many corpses along the way, and there were many ordinary people.

When he arrived at the prefecture yard and saw the scene of strict guards, Wei Fufeng called the governor of Shengzhou, and the soldiers informed him, leading the three of them into the lobby.

Wei Fufeng saw five bloody personal soldiers at a glance. When the personal soldiers saw him, he hurriedly held the square box and shouted: "Sir."

Wei Fufeng was secretly funny. He knew that the leader of his personal soldiers mistakenly thought that seizing the seal was a great achievement of killing generals and flags. This thing was similar to the seal of the king of the country, and there was no practical benefit.

Wei Fufeng nodded and praised: "Well done well, I will show you the best of you to the king."

The personal soldiers all laughed, and Wei Fufeng looked at the lobby. Behind the case was a man in armor, with sword eyebrows, tiger eyes, three-inch beard, and a face as deep as ice. He was 40 years old.

Wei Fufeng walked away and bowed and said, "Chu Yu, the governor of Shengzhou, may I ask about the name of the master?"

"Qin Pei." The person after the case replied.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!