"My lord, Liang Rong has already been captured and brought back!" At that moment, Wang Sheng ran over again to report.
"You didn't run into any danger, did you?" Yang Zhengshan looked him up and down.
Wang Sheng chuckled. "The Liang Family did keep quite a few martial artists, but I had several capable personal attendants with me, so we didn't encounter any danger."
Yang Zhengshan slightly nodded. This was precisely why he had sent Wang Sheng to the Liang Family instead of having Song Dashan go.
The Liang Family were wealthy merchants, and Liang Rong was doing something this dangerous, so he surely had plenty of martial artists at his side. If Song Dashan had gone, he might not necessarily have been able to take Liang Rong down.
But Wang Sheng was different. As Wang Bin's eldest son, every one of the personal attendants at Wang Sheng's side was an expert.
They were even stronger than the personal attendants around Yang Zhengshan.
He could not do anything about it—who told the man to have an assistant regional commander for a father?
Besides, the Wang Family's foundation was also deep.
"Put them all under guard," Yang Zhengshan ordered.
He did not want to see Liang Rong. There was no point.
The relationship between the Yang Family and the Liang Family was merely one of marriage ties, and even then, it was only marriage ties with Third Master Liang's side branch.
Now that Yang Zhengshan had already helped Third Master Liang obtain the pardon order, whether the Liang Family lived or died would not affect the Yang Family at all.
"My lord, there aren't enough cells anymore!" Wang Sheng said.
Yang Zhengshan was stunned. "How could there not be enough? The Prefecture Magistrate Office should have over a hundred cells!"
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