"Father-in-law, what do you think?"
After listening to Ye Xiangming's account, Wang Chen pondered for a moment, then asked, "Should we comply with the prefectural city?"
"We'll make a token gesture for appearances' sake."
Without hesitation, Ye Xiangming replied, "I plan to post a bounty notice at the city gates. That will be enough."
He would have to be full to bursting to go arrest King Ping Tian, Li Zili. That would be nothing but asking for trouble.
Ye Xiangming knew full well that he was now completely bound to Qing'an County and Wang Chen. Even if the Imperial Court made him the prefect of Changyi, they could forget about making him leave this place.
Qing'an County was now more like an independent kingdom. Amid this turbulent mortal world, it even carried something of the flavor of a paradise beyond the world.
Back then, Ye Xiangming had also been a hot-blooded Martial Artist loyal to his country. But after suffering setback after setback in officialdom, he had long since stopped harboring even the slightest illusion about the Nanli Imperial Court.
A few years ago, when an army of roving bandits besieged Qing'an County, the prefectural city had folded its arms and watched without lifting a finger.
That was when Ye Xiangming gave up on the prefectural city entirely.
And now they wanted him to hunt down King Ping Tian, Li Zili? What a joke. Did they really think he had no temper?
Ye Xiangming guessed that this might be a test by the prefectural city against Qing'an County.
He was even somewhat unwilling to keep playing along with them.
Wang Chen nodded, fully agreeing with his father-in-law's judgment. "Li Zili has returned to Changyi like a tiger entering the forest. He is bound to stir up another storm. We have