Night fell like a giant black silk curtain, quietly shrouding Taoyuan Village.
Outside the village, a cold wind howled as it swept through the dilapidated temple. Having weathered countless years of vicissitudes, the temple had a roof with missing tiles, through which moonlight filtered, casting mottled shadows on the dust-covered floor. The murals on the walls had long since faded into a blur, as if recounting former glories and present decay.
Within the gloomy and desolate temple, a few faint candlelight flames flickered. A man wearing gorgeous yet slightly worn official robes sat with a dark expression on a rickety chair. This man was Wang Fugui, Li Rufeng's Former Superior before he resigned from office. Serving as Vice Minister of War and primarily overseeing military industrial production, he had now been stripped of his official post.
Chapter 339