It was night, and Cao Wenbing was sitting alone in the public room of the Yamen of the Espionage Division. The lights in the public house were dim, and the candles flickered in with the cold wind seeping through the cracks in the door, making the room full of shadows. Cao Wenbing sat on a high-backed chair, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was pretending to sleep, and his face was cloudy.

The entire yamen was unusually silent, and it exuded a cold and treacherous atmosphere. At this time, the knock on the door of "tuk tuk" broke the silence just now.

Cao Wenbing packed up his spirit

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