"The Lord has recently suffered an assassination attempt, so the city gates are closed while they're searching for the would-be assassin. But all four gates have been shut for ten or fifteen days now—who knows when they'll open again!"
"Heh, assassination? I bet Lord Zhao's just putting on a show, closing the gates to keep himself safe!"
"That coward—"
"Shhh~ Brother, be careful what you say!"
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Lu Chang'sheng stood outside the West Gate Traveler's Inn, listening to the chatter drifting out from within, his brow furrowing slightly.
He saw a scholar walking by and reached out to stop him.
The scholar was just about to lose his temper, but seeing how tall and imposing Lu Chang'sheng was, he held his anger in check and asked what was wanted.
"Excuse me, is there any way to get into the city?"
He'd been listening outside for a while and noticed this guy seemed to know the most.
Every rat has its own paths.
So, he stopped him to ask.
