Just as Yang Xu was reporting to Yun Zheng, several tearful voices suddenly rang out beside them.
The few of them instinctively looked over and saw several kiln workers with their faces veiled, bowing to Jiayao in the traditional Beihuan manner.
At this sight, Jiayao felt a sudden pang of panic and hurriedly cast a sidelong glance to gauge Yun Zheng's expression.
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