C217 New Office(part Iii)

It was already late autumn, and the morning air was slightly chilly.

Wang Zhenhai had been waiting outside the prefectural attendent since early in the morning. Looking around, he finally saw Zuo Shaoqing's palanquin, but all he saw was him getting off.

A hint of disappointment flashed across Wang Zhenhai's eyes, but he still saluted and greeted his