Chu Zheng listened for a few moments and understood that the Imperial Court was preparing for war. Due to years of peace, there was a lack of military supplies, so an order was issued for forging weapons and armor in all regions.
The city he was currently in was called 'Iron Fate City.' Just outside the city was an iron mine that had previously been insignificant in various counties, but now it had become a key focus area for the Imperial Court, and the imperial envoy was already on the way.
Chu Zheng paid no mind to this useless information, quickly forgetting it as he blended into the crowd, keeping his head down and working hard.
By the end of the day, he was drenched in sweat; his clothes had soaked and dried multiple times, and a layer of salt had crusted at his waistline.
For Xue Qing, such circumstances were clearly nothing new, and she was well-prepared for them.
