"Qingfeng, I've been feeling my eyelid twitch for the past two days. It doesn't feel right, as if something's about to happen."
Pei Jian rubbed his aching temple and said.
Zhuo Qingfeng chuckled awkwardly, "Mr. Dong hasn't been resting well these past few days. It must be due to lack of sleep. The situation in the city is stable now, and the lockdown order has been extended by five days. There aren't any major issues in the market either, and the number of infection cases has stabilized. We've identified the areas with the most cases and have implemented stricter control measures."
"Qingfeng, where's the Crown Prince now?"
"He should be crossing the Cloud-Riding Ridge by tomorrow!"
"Cloud-Riding Ridge, is that where the Crown Prince was ambushed the last time he returned to the capital from our Dongshan?" Pei Jian asked.
"Yes."
"Qingfeng, take a skilled team with you to Cloud-Riding Ridge."
