It was impossible to figure everything out.
Especially when two or three hundred people were all harboring the same thoughts.
The more attentive and diligent they were, the wider Shen Tang smiled, seated firmly on the Diaoyutai. Even the Cui family's meat bun found it baffling. It was merely a tiny patch of land, and so many Martial Gall Warriors had racked their brains searching it. Even if they dug three feet into the ground, they should have turned it over and over a dozen times in a month.
Yet not a single lucky one had found it?
Quite a few people began to question whether the [spirit wine] even existed.
Wandering knights were generally not very patient, and after suffering a few setbacks, they wanted to back out. However, the government had promised that their monthly wages would all be paid together on the last day of the month. There were only a couple of days left, so they couldn't let a month's work go to waste.
They would take the money and leave, and still have a few days to enjoy themselves.
The meat bun merely watched coldly, inwardly hoping that Shen Tang would be unable to produce the so-called [spirit wine], and that the next morning he would see most of the wandering knights fleeing, with the government offices smashed into ruins after being ambushed by them. He never expected that the spirit wine they had searched everywhere for would appear inside the Prefectural Yamen.
The wandering knights who had come to collect their monthly wages after completing their term: "???"
No, wait. They had worked during the day and secretly searched everywhere at night, keeping a close eye on the movements of the government personnel. They had never seen anything being brought in. Had all this