Yin Yinyin really was a good person.
Although Yin Yinyin had seemed to demand that Le Yu handle some filthy work deserving of the ten most heinous crimes when discussing the plan, in reality, when advancing the plan, Yin Yinyin had still considered Le Yu's reputation and hadn't made him do anything "unreasonable."
Look at how shameless this cannon fodder was. Le Yu would be perfectly justified in beating him up.
Yin Yinyin had even taken Le Yu's feelings into consideration. He must have known that although Le Yu had killed people, started fires, raided households, and wiped out clans, deep down, he was still a pure-hearted good boy who found it difficult to go too hard on ordinary civilians.
Look at how detestable this cannon fodder was. Le Yu could beat him without the slightest guilt.
Best of all, Yin Yinyin had given the cannon fodder a marvelous identity: a relative of the Ding family!
Brilliant!
This was practically handing Le Yu merit on a silver platter!
A swindler had abused the identity of a powerful relative to run amok, only to have his identity exposed by the sharp-eyed Statistics Department officers and be subdued in one fell swoop, restoring justice to the common people. If that wasn't a good deed and solid merit, what was?
Although the rewards had increased, so had the difficulty—pretending to be Prefect Ding's relative could easily land them in the Statistics Department's seventy-two-hour VIP package. To ensure that the cannon fodder could escape unscathed, Le Yu had to beat them hard enough—hard enough that the onlookers couldn't bear to watch, hard enough that the other officers felt sympathy, hard enough to leave the opponent barely recognizable!
Only then might the cannon fodder avoid being held accountable!
"Spotlights, on this spot!" Le Yu shouted,