Mr. Fang was almost helped onto the carriage by the guards. He had not yet sat down when he quickly lifted the curtain of the carriage and instructed the guards, "One of you... go ahead and scout. See if something has happened in Dadu City. Report back immediately when you have news!"
"Yes!" The guard obeyed and left.
Mr. Fang saw a guard riding away quickly. Only then did he put down the curtain and leaned back in the carriage.
His back was already soaked with sweat. He could only keep praying that this news was wrong.
The carriage left Shuoyang City, bumping along the way. Mr. Fang's heart was in his throat, constantly calculating what to do if Fan Yuhuai, who held military power, truly wanted to rebel and kill the Emperor and the Crown Prince.
After leaving the city, the carriage raced for more than an hour into the deep night. Even though they were on the official road, the roadsides were flanked with dense tall trees, casting deep shadows and making the wind howls.
