C462 Power Acquisition

It was night. At the back door of the Prime Minister's Estate, an unremarkable carriage stopped by the back door. There was a coachman on the carriage. The coachman was tall and had a pair of bright eyes. However, his clothes were tattered and he wore an old bamboo hat that covered most of his face. Only when he happened to look around could he see his face.

This person was Wind