When Ouyang Shuo walked down the stairs, he bumped into a white shirt scholar.
This man looked very handsome. He seemed talented but reserved, making one feel inspired.
Ouyang Shuo's eyes focused; he did not expect to meet such a peerless and graceful figure in the tea house. As he had some matters to attend to, Ouyang Shuo could not start a conversation with him. He just slightly nodded and brushed past the latter.
In the square, Star Alliance and Thread stood in a stalemate.
At this very moment, a team of constables suddenly ran over. They had around two hundred men. A middle-aged constable led them. He wore a Wuliang Crown on his head and a Yulong robe on his body. Additionally, he had a Xiuchun knife on his waist.
"Who dares to create trouble in Jingdou?"
This middle-aged constable was the head of a hall; his position was not low. Above him were the elder, deputy commander, and the commander.
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