After dispatching Sun Zhixie with a casual wave of his hand, Zhang Rong, Superintendent of the Eastern Depot, stepped outside the main hall of the prefecture office.
He looked toward the scholars huddled in the corners, trembling with fear, and asked, "Who else wants to go to Liaodong to find the Jiannu?"
No one stood up; no one even spoke. Everyone kept their heads bowed, intently studying their own feet.
Chapter 1097