The State Office.
A painting of a white-fronted tiger with hanging eyes covered the entire wall of the main hall of the office.
In the center of the hall, Chen Anzhi, the state governor, frowned, holding a document in his hand, his face showing hesitation.
Chen Anzhi was an official transferred from another province. He was gentle by nature, with excellent coordination skills. Since arriving in Tan Yang, he had maintained good relations with various factions.
In just ten years, he had made Tan Yang prosper.
Unfortunately... nothing can always go smoothly.
Now, all of these troublesome matters have come together at once.
The issues with the uprisings in the seven counties are yet to be resolved, and bandits are still rampant in the forests.
And now, the Chasing Moon Saber has come into play.
Chen Anzhi pinched his long beard that reached his chest, paused suddenly, and upon opening his palm, found another strand of beard had fallen into his hand.
He sighed.
