A grand group of people, heading for the grain warehouse in the city center.
The four huge grain warehouses stand before their eyes, with Jie Chen's men guarding nearby entrances.
Before opening the doors, the Imperial Envoy asked, "Who is on duty here?"
Lu Hong, with a submissive bow, replied, "Vice General Jie and his soldiers."
The Imperial Envoy slowly nodded, "Let's open the warehouse and inspect it!"
The Sixth Prince stood next to Jie Chen, squinting his eyes, anticipating the moment the Imperial Envoy would erupt in thunderous fury.
However, after the four warehouse doors were flung open, it was he who was taken aback.
The warehouses were full of rice and flour, bagged in burlap sacks as if they cost nothing, stacked on the ground.
The Sixth Prince felt a shock in his heart, "How is this possible!"
A few days ago when he had inspected the place, the warehouses were completely empty, not even a mouse to be seen.
