Perhaps it was due to Qiu Ziheng's usual demeanor that even the servants in his residence were particularly arrogant. However, once the door was opened, the impatience in the servant's eyes quickly turned to shock, as if a mouse had seen a cat, and he began to speak timidly:

"What brings the officials to the Qiu residence so early in the morning?"

At the door stood six constables in official uniforms, their weapons still with a layer of frost. The leading constable looked past the servant towards the Qiu residence behind him and said calmly:

"Have your master come out; the Magistrate has something to discuss with him."