Kuang Wenyuan sneered inwardly. He had no idea where Xu Yi got his confidence, but as long as Xu Yi obediently took responsibility for this matter, there would be no turning back. Everything else was just a minor detail. What did it matter if he agreed to Xu Yi's request?
Kuang Wenyuan immediately summoned the Middle Travelers, Travelers, and Middle Officials stationed in Beiting. In front of everyone, he announced the matter and promised that if Xu Yi completed the task, he would report it as an extraordinary merit. Once he had finished speaking, everyone dispersed.
Jiang Yushu trailed not far behind Xu Yi and sent him a telepathic message. "Brother Xu must not have understood the situation. Otherwise, how would he dare accept a task like this? If you hadn't accepted, even if Lord Chief Censor wanted to force it on you, he would have had to worry about what people would say. But now you've taken this hot potato yourself. If the two mountains can't reach an agreement and war breaks out, the first enormous blame will land squarely on your shoulders."
After seeing what Xu Yi could do that day, Jiang Yushu had long since put aside his contempt for him. He genuinely felt that making Xu Yi owe him a favor might prove useful someday. He hadn't expected the man to be a reckless fool, all courage and no brains. Otherwise, why would he ignore the road to survival and insist on taking the road to death?
Xu Yi sent him a telepathic message. "Thank you for your kindness, Brother Jiang. It's not that I don't appreciate it. Lord Chief Censor went to such lengths to corner me; I could dodge the first day of the month, but not the fifteenth. I might as well accept.