117 Subconsciousness 4yr

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When a woman dressed in a long purple dress gracefully came in, the room paused. They sat there calmly and leisurely. Though Sunier was embarrassed, no one saw her expression behind her mask.
"You are..." Han Jin stood up while smiling, and cast a glance at the woman and the guards behind her. She looked dignified, delicate, and appropriately dressed, but the guards looked weird with their heavy armor and iron helmets like knights. This was not a fighting ground, and such outfits only aroused vigilance.
"Are you Young Marshal Reg?" the woman asked in a blunt tone. "I am Gloria, granddaughter of Woodrow, the chief sheriff of Beit City."
Han Jin was shocked. The woman named Gloria continued, "Three days ago, your knights attacked my family's trade caravan. I come here today to get an explanation!"
Upon hearing this, Han Jin didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The plot he had imagined was totally different from this. Woodrow was a shrewd man, so his son, Chasel, should have more or l