Of course, assigning official posts meant dividing up the spoils, and it was hardest to keep the water level in the bowl. After weighing the pros and cons for every side, Xu Yi had only just managed to arrange things.
Fortunately, his prestige was well established. He had never let the subordinates who followed him down, and Cheng Yan—his most devoted Captain of the Personal Guards—hadn't received any official post either.
Thus, the formal gathering to divide the spoils went remarkably smoothly.
Perhaps realizing that Xu Yi wouldn't give the Household a chance to meddle in Dongshan Prefecture's personnel matters, the Household hadn't rushed to send a Prefectural Judge or a Prefectural Guard Captain to Dongshan Prefecture.
Two days passed in peace. Though Xu Yi had not let down his guard, he had not delayed the preparations that needed to be made, and had arranged them well in advance.
"Sixth Senior Brother, the streets have been quite unsettled lately. There are more and more unfamiliar faces, and they're all skilled fighters. If my guess is right, they must be men sent out by Xu Yi, the new prefectural magistrate. We mustn't underestimate them."
In an underground chamber, a gray-bearded old man reported solemnly to a middle-aged man with yellow eyebrows. Three others sat scattered around them.
"That Xu fellow certainly has a fine set of teeth. He's only just chewed through Huang Kai, that tough bone, and now he's got his eyes on our Black Lotus Cult. Heh. I say he's looking for death."
The speaker was a green-robed young man with a cold expression.
The youth in a brown robe sitting right beside him spoke, but his voice sounded quite old. "Xu Yi is nothing to worry about. I've had people look into it. Fengqi Mountain collapsed because