Red-clothed Fierce Ghost
A figure gradually receded into the distance, finally vanishing at the end of the onlooker's sight.
The woman in the long dress remained silent, merely gazing calmly in the direction the figure had disappeared.
"He didn't agree..."
Ye Die entered the pavilion in the middle of the lake and spoke softly.
The woman suddenly smiled. "He will agree."
After casting a glance at Ye Die's puzzled face, the woman continued, "Zhou Qing revealed a great deal of information. One of those things concerned the evil cultivators to the south."
"The position of deputy director of the Archive Department isn't so easy to hold. Otherwise, the Yunshan County Magistrate wouldn't have given it to him."
Ye Die pondered for a moment before suddenly thinking of something. She exclaimed, "Then isn't he in great danger?"
The woman said, "Don't worry. This man is no simple character."
After returning to the Archive Department, Lin Fan continued copying the records with single-minded concentration.
His actions drew sidelong glances from quite a few yamen runners in the Archive Department. For a dignified deputy director to personally copy backup records was truly exceedingly rare.
Another record had been copied. Just as Lin Fan set down his brush and ink, preparing to rest for a moment, a figure suddenly strode through the door.
"Your subordinate pays his respects to Lord Lin."
The newcomer wore a deep blue official runner's uniform and carried a steaming food box in his hand.
Lin Fan knew this man. His name was Sun Chengming, and he was also one of the old hands in the Archive Department.
Sun Chengming wore a fawning smile as he respectfully placed the food box on Lin Fan's desk. "These are pastries sent by the proprietor of Drunk Fragrance Tower in the city.