The fifth level of this fast ship had a deck with a luxurious cabin, usually used by the Cao Gang to entertain important guests.
Xu Wenjun was a fourth-rank official from the Iron Clothes Department in the Capital, so he had claimed the place as soon as he boarded.
Standing on the deck, enjoying the refreshing breezes, Xu Wenjun heard footsteps behind him but did not turn around.
"Master Yang, take a seat."
Yang Ling dispensed with formalities and casually sat in what looked like the most luxurious chair.
The Iron Clothes Constables stationed around them cast strange looks at him.
Hong Ruohai looked as though he wanted to say something, but stopped himself.
Judging by these constables' positions, Yang Ling could tell that the Iron Clothes men of the Command Department truly were the elite of the elite.
Their positions blocked countless possible avenues of surprise attack.
If someone tried to attack Xu Wenjun, even from the sky, two constables were specifically assigned to guard against that possibility, Powerful Crossbows held at the ready.
Xu Wenjun slowly turned around, about to sit, only to discover that someone had already occupied his seat of honor.
He fell silent for a few moments, then abandoned the idea of sitting and quietly studied Yang Ling.
"Master Yang, there is something I would like to ask you."
Ask me? A trace of surprise appeared on Yang Ling's face before he politely invited him to sit.
"Please sit down and talk, Lord Xu."
The other chairs were all a notch lower than this one. How would it look if he sat down to talk?
Xu Wenjun remained standing and asked thoughtfully,
"Why was He Dongqing of the Wangzhi Medicine Guild willing to testify?"
"So that's the question troubling you."
A thought stirred in Yang