C272 Pann Jian!

At the entrance of the Mint, a group of black-clothed men walked in. They walked in from the left and the right, forming groups of three to five. They were like the army of the emperor. Wherever they passed, no one would dare to retreat, and no one would dare to show any signs of panic.

I followed Liang Guan's gaze and saw a man in his thirties, who had a small beard