To answer Pang Tai's doubts, Wang Chen had no choice but to explain his own—or rather, Ling Zhiyuan's—background.
In fact, his identity had long been recorded in the Blood-Clad Guard's files. There was no need to hide anything.
After hearing this, Pang Tai revealed an expression that said, "Just as I thought." "That's quite possible, but Ling Zhiyuan..."
The Chief Banner said gravely, "Without conclusive evidence, we of the Blood-Clad Guard cannot convict someone based on mere speculation. I hope you understand."
Leaving aside the fact that they had not captured anyone alive this time, even if they had, there would have been no way to pry the truth from an assassin's mouth.
These assassins had merely been carrying out a mission. As for who wanted Wang Chen dead, there was absolutely no way they could have known!
Without direct evidence or testimony, Linjiang Guard Post could at most report the case to the prefectural guard station. They could not simply run to Anyang City and demand an accounting from Ling Hongfeng.
Pang Tai's words had their basis.
Although the Blood-Clad Guard was a force directly under the Great Liang Imperial Family and counted as the Son of Heaven's personal men, the scope of its authority was strictly limited.
In history, the Blood-Clad Guard had once wielded power over the realm, nearly shaking the foundations of the state.
The Blood-Clad Guard had even once faced dissolution.
With such a lesson behind them, the Blood-Clad Guard of today could not and did not dare to overstep the rules lightly.
"But you want to reclaim the position of family head..."
Pang Tai changed the subject. "I can help you with that."
Though Pang Tai was only a Chief Banner, and Anyang City lay thousands of li away from Linjiang City with an