The wooden fence gate was tightly shut, and there were several men over there, seemingly gatekeepers. They were either standing or sitting, with expressions that weren't relaxed, each holding a knife and carrying a bow and arrow on their backs, looking as if they were facing a great enemy.
The rumbling sound of the carriage quickly caught the attention of the gatekeepers, and immediately those who were sitting stood up, looking over vigilantly.
Even Wang Yongping, with his straightforward nature, noticed something was off and whispered, "Something's wrong here, isn't it? When did they put up this big gate? Why is it guarded?"
As the carriage drew closer, one of the gatekeepers shouted, "Who goes there?"
Song Chongjin was about to speak, but Wang Yongping pulled him back, "Let me do it!"
