Shi Xin looked Lin Yan up and down, then suddenly said coldly:
"A traitor colluding with the Rong Tribe appeared in Qingshan City, and you didn't even know?"
"My lord, about this matter..."
Cold sweat beaded on Lin Yan's forehead as he stammered, trying to explain.
"No need. I've already investigated. Wu Que was on good terms with you. He's been supplying Fire Crystal Rock to the Rong Tribe, which amounts to treason."
"Once we find him, you can join him on the execution ground."
Shi Xin said blandly.
Old Zhao and the other constables were slightly startled, a chill rising in their hearts.
Lin Yan hurriedly said, "My lord, Wu Que wasn't committing treason. He was a Rong Tribe spy himself!"
"We joined forces this time and killed his elder brother, Wu Man of the Rong Tribe's Giant Spirit Sect!"
Shi Xin paused, slightly taken aback. "Wu Man of the Giant Spirit Sect? He really died at your hands? Where is he?"
"My lord, please look!"
Lin Yan immediately stepped aside. Wu Man's corpse lay on the ground behind him.
Shi Xin and his subordinates hurried over and examined it closely.
After a while, he said thoughtfully:
"Wu Man was something of a skilled fighter, a Ninth-rank Martial Artist. I didn't expect him to die here at your hands.
You say he was Wu Que's younger brother?"
A Ninth-rank Martial Artist?
Yang Ling's expression shifted.
It seemed Zhao State ranked Martial Artists, though he had no idea how the system worked.
"Minister Shi, Wu Man was killed by Constable Yang Ling."
"He admitted himself that he was Wu Que's younger brother."
Lin Yan hurriedly explained.
At this, all the constables turned to look at Yang Ling.
Those who had once thought he'd gotten in through connections now regarded him