The entire Prefecture Office was bustling with activity. Prefect Tián had been so busy all day long that he hadn't even been seen. Zhao Yan, accompanied by the bailiffs, immediately set to work tinkering with the raw wool. He had specially changed into casual attire for the labor, and the bailiffs, accustomed to seeing him in his official robes, almost didn't recognize him.
"My Lord, why are you doing this yourself? If there is anything to be done, just tell us and we will handle it," a bailiff said with a goofy grin, trailing behind Zhao Yan and mimicking his every move.
He was a total shadow.
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