Early the next morning, Zhu Wencong's convoy set off toward Jiye Mountain. At that moment, there were no troublesome villagers on the roads or mountain paths.
The local samurai were furious but dared not oppose the Government Office's mountain closure. After all, faced with the cold, black gun barrels, who would dare act the hero?
They could only curse the foreigners for their arrogance and aggression, vowing that, given the chance, they would assassinate them to restore the honor of the samurai.
"Your Majesty! Did you have an enjoyable evening last night?" Nakata Kouichi rode up on horseback.
"Hmm! Has the gold mine matter been arranged?" Zhu Wencong inquired.
"I've been working on the layout in my spare time. By next week, I should be able to complete the first phase objective.
Your Majesty, do you have any other instructions? I'm not entirely confident handling this project alone. Would Your Majesty provide some guidance?
