Black Lake

The following morning, when Niu Wei came before Luo Chong again in the top-floor office of the Hanyang City Government Office, the man immediately dropped to his knees in front of Luo Chong and began weeping as he listed his crimes.

"Niuwei has failed the Chieftain, acted too hastily, exposed himself, and ruined the Chieftain's plan. Sob... The Chieftain is unmatched in benevolence and righteousness. Not only did he refuse to abandon this humble man, he even spent a fortune to ransom me. Niuwei is overwhelmed with gratitude and swears to serve my lord unto death. I humbly beg the Chieftain to punish me for my crimes."

Luo Chong's face remained expressionless. He wondered whether he should have someone cast this fellow an Oscar statuette. His acting was far too convincing. Every sentence sounded better than the last, yet he had blocked off all avenues for Luo Chong to speak. He had even slapped the hat of "unmatched benevolence and righteousness" onto Luo Chong's head first. If Luo Chong punished him now, it would make him look unbenevolent and unrighteous instead.

This bastard's mind is truly rotten.

"You know you're guilty?" Luo Chong suddenly rose from behind his desk and slowly walked around to the front, his left hand solemnly resting on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

The pose immediately gave Niu Wei a fright. Holy crap, is Chieftain Han going to cut me down personally?!

Terrified, he slammed his head to the floor, pressing his forehead tightly against it while sticking his backside high in the air. He repeatedly cried out that he was guilty and begged the Chieftain to punish him.

Luo Chong did not let him rise. He cast him a disdainful glance and continued asking questions.

"How much of the Han Tribe's affairs