Xiang Yang's attitude made the three men who had revealed themselves seem all the more cordial and pleased. The constable in the middle, with a round, long face, pursed his lips in a soft laugh before speaking.
"I am Xu Leshan, Purple Robe Chief Constable of the Divine Constable Gate. This is Chief Constable Lan Zhiguo, and this is Chief Constable Gan Yuanliang. We have come to find you because we naturally hope to bring you back into the Divine Constable Gate."
The man first introduced the names and identities of the three to Xiang Yang. Lan Zhiguo was refined and carried the air of an official, while Gan Yuanliang was arrogant and domineering. Then, without beating around the bush, he stated their purpose.
"Xiang Yang, born in the twenty-eighth year of Longqing, a native of Qingjiang Prefecture, Yanxi Commandery, Yongzhou. Son of Xiang Da Niu, a constable at the County Yamen of Anyuan County. His mother died in childbirth, and father and son depended on one another. He began training with the blade from childhood..."
Before Xiang Yang could reply, Gan Yuanliang began recounting his life in a clear voice, from his birth, to his martial training, to losing his father, to becoming a constable at the County Yamen, and then joining the Divine Constable Gate...
They knew everything, great and small, even things Xiang Yang himself had forgotten. Even his trip to the Far East Region, where he had taught the Dominating Fist to a humble fisherman by the East Sea, had not escaped the Divine Constable Gate's intelligence network.
"Xiang Yang, you inherited your father's profession. You are a constable of pure and upright stock. After achieving some success, you did not indulge in pleasure, but always maintained strict cultivation. That is truly rare.
"At present, the