He Lianqi's eyes lit up completely, and he waved the sword in his hand vigorously: "Whoever captures Wu Yuanbin alive will be rewarded with a hundred taels of silver, brothers, come on!"
Neither Yan Fei nor He Lianqi paid much attention to the soldiers in Kuizhou Mansion. As soon as they entered the city, they went straight to the Prefect's Mansion.
Their goal is very clear: to capture the thief first, capture the king.
Nowadays, Kuizhou Prefecture is closed to the public and no entry or exit is allowed. Wu Yuanbin is the number one person in Kuizhou Prefecture and the god of Kuizhou.
If the sky falls, Kuizhou Prefecture will be defeated without a fight.
The night attack led by Yan Fei was originally sudden, but now it was in the dead of night.
The Qingyang allied forces fought all the way without seeing a single figure. There was no resistance at all. They marched straight in and rushed to the prefect's mansion easily.
"My sons." He Lianqi said with a glow all over his body: "Tonight, Kuizhou is ours. Go ahead!"
With victory right in front of him, He Lianqi no longer had the patience to wait for Yan Fei to call the door. He directly ordered his men to break the door open.
Boom, boom!
The muffled sound in the dark night woke up countless people in their dreams. He Lianqi straightened his chest and back, and stepped into the prefect's mansion with his head held high, stepping on the flying sawdust.
"Ah! There's a fire!"
A cry of surprise suddenly came from the crowd, and the prefect's mansion was filled with flames and chaos.
He Lianqi frowned: "Which idiot set the fire?"
They had just broken open the door and entered, and Wu Yuanbin was nowhere to be seen. What kind of fire could they set off at this time?
"No one, no one set the fire."
Rou Ranjun looked around in shock. There were many brothers around him. Why did he suddenly get angry?
"Something's not quite right."
Guo Qian's heart skipped a beat, and his eyes suddenly became serious.
The whole prefect's mansion was audibly quiet. Except for the scream just now, there was no sound at all.
There was no human voice, no wind, and it was extremely quiet. It became more and more like the sound of flames chirping like a drum.
In the complete silence, the Qingyang Alliance Army's breathing gradually became heavier and heavier.
The flames in front of me were soaring into the sky, bright and hot, but they were clearly far away.
Guo Qian couldn't help but shiver, and felt that the current situation looked quite strange.
It's not surprising that everything is silent in the middle of the night, but... the wind is very strong tonight, how can we not hear the slightest sound?
And...that inexplicable fire.
"The door...the door is closed!"
There was an exclamation from the crowd, with a bit of trembling.
Everyone looked sideways and saw that the door of the prefect's mansion was indeed tightly closed.
Who closed it? When did it close? No one knows.
The big hole in the door, which was knocked out by the rolling wood, is like a ferocious beast's mouth, mocking the ignorance of the world.
"You have to exit first!" Guo Qian raised his eyebrows.
However... in front of everyone, the holes in the door were closing and recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, the door was intact as before.
Even the thin cracks in the door were repaired and turned into an unsettling black color.
"Your Majesty." Guo Qian felt ominous in his heart: "The situation is unclear at the moment, so it would be best to leave quickly."
"Where's Mr. Yan? What's going on?" He Lianqi was unwilling to accept it. He frowned and shouted, but there was no reply for a long time.
"Yan Fei?!" He Lianqi raised his head and looked around. Where was Yan Fei's figure?
When did that person leave? How did he leave? I don’t know!
"Mr. Yan... Yan... is missing." A soldier replied timidly.
"Go find him!" He Lianqi glared: "I will dig three feet into the ground to find that old man!"
The Qingyang coalition forces were scattered, but... there was no one around.
Not to mention Yan Fei and Wu Yuanbin, even half of the maids and servants in the government office were missing.
But the fire just now slowly and inexplicably... went out on its own.