Sorry for the earlier mistakes; all previous chapters have now been corrected.
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This usually bustling street seemed as if everyone had evaporated into thin air. Not a single person was in sight, with only a few cats, dogs, and sparrows searching for food on the street.
Cold sweat immediately broke out on Uheya's body.
She sensed something wasn't right.
Just then, the sound of hoofbeats came from the distance, followed by a team of gray-clothed riders appearing in her vision.
The moment these gray-clothed people appeared, one could feel the oppression they brought. They weren't galloping down the street, just making their horses walk at a quick pace. Yet each hoof beat and their complete silence as they marched in formation made people want to avoid them at all costs.
What was happening?
Soon, these gray-clothed individuals arrived at the gate of her residence. The leader glanced at her.
"You are... the one with the Grand Marshal..."
