In the back hall of the county magistrate's office in Chengde Ward,
the sun had set, and the hall was dimly lit as no candles were lit.
Gao Jing sat on a high-backed chair, his head resting against the backrest, his eyes half-closed, seemingly dozing off. However, subtle changes in his facial expressions revealed that he was actually deep in thought.
Suddenly, soft footsteps sounded outside the hall.
A moment later, Du Yi, Du Ziyu, entered the hall. Seeing Gao Jing's appearance, he went over and said softly, "Magistrate, the matter has been completed."
"Hmm,"
Gao Jing opened his eyes, looking somewhat tired.
Seeing this, Du Yi asked, "Would you like a lamp lit?"
Gao Jing slowly exhaled and said, "Let me wash my face! I'm a little tired."
So Du Yi nodded, turned
