Outside the Ministry of Justice.

Li Zhixing frowned, looking from Yuan Long and his men to Ji Mingchen.

He'd heard that Feng Qizheng had been brought to the Ministry of Justice and hadn't wasted a moment. He'd rushed straight there from home.

When he got there and asked, it turned out Feng Qizheng wasn't at the Ministry at all.

He was still puzzling over it when Yuan Long showed up with his men, demanding that Feng Qizheng be handed over.

This coarse fighting man, this brainless soldier ruffian! Li Zhixing had told him Feng Qizheng wasn't at the Ministry of Justice, but the man flatly refused to believe it.

He'd talked himself hoarse, but Yuan Long had only one thing to say: until he saw Feng Qizheng, he wasn't leaving, no matter what.

Just as Li Zhixing's head was splitting over it, Ji Mingchen arrived with the garrison.

Without a word, he ordered Yuan Long and his men surrounded.

Yuan Long had brought only a hundred men, while Ji Mingchen had brought a thousand.

But Yuan Long and his men didn't take the thousand seriously at all. If it came to a fight, they could easily wipe the floor with Ji Mingchen's thousand.

The thousand garrison soldiers were groaning inwardly. There might be only a hundred men facing them, but they were the Ning'an Army, who had swept across every battlefield and crushed everything in their path.

The Ning'an Army men looked at them like a pack of tigers and wolves. It was enough to unnerve anyone.

Ji Mingchen held back his anger and barked, "General Yuan, this minister will ask you one more time. Are you withdrawing your troops or not?"

Yuan Long curled his lip. "Once I see Old Feng... the marquis, I'll pull my men out, naturally."

Ji Mingchen: "..."

Li Zhixing's mouth twitched. Why can't this guy understand plain speech?

He said helplessly, "General Yuan, this minister will say it once more. The marquis is not at the Ministry of Justice. You can block the Ministry, or even tear it down, and it won't do any…