"You are the hall master of Yuheng Star Hall?"
Yang Zhengshan sat in the main seat, his expression calm as he asked.
"That I am!"
Yang Zhengshan did not tell him to sit, and he did not dare sit either.
"Then what have you come here for?"
"I have come to apologize to the general!"
"Apologize!" Yang Zhengshan stroked his beard, studying Luo Jinsong.
"That's right. Huang Yifu was a swordsman of our Yuheng Star Hall. He truly should not have offended the general. Though the general has already dealt with him, I have been deeply anxious, and came specially to apologize to the general!"
"This is a small token of my sincerity. I hope it can express a little of my apology to the general!"
Luo Jinsong handed a gift list to Yang Zhengshan.
Yang Zhengshan took the gift list and casually swept his eyes over it.
An apology and reparations!
This was rather beyond his expectations.
But thinking it over carefully, it was also only natural for Luo Jinsong to do this.
Jianghu people like them probably hated nothing more than coming into conflict with officials.
Especially since the Seven Star Halls of the Star Moon Sect were already being rejected and suppressed by the court in Da Rong, which forced them to act with the utmost caution.
There were quite a few things on the gift list, and they were worth a tidy sum too, likely several thousand taels of silver, but Yang Zhengshan only gave it a casual glance.
"This general can feel your apology, but tell me your true purpose."
Yang Zhengshan put down the gift list, raised his head, and looked toward Luo Jinsong again.
If Luo Jinsong had nothing to ask for, there would have been absolutely no need to come apologize.
Yang