Yang Ling and the others waited in place for nearly half a day before Lin Yan finally arrived with his team.
Looking at the bodies littering the ground, Lin Yan turned to Yang Ling with a grave expression.
"Xiao Yang, were these all Giant Spirit Sect Martial Artists?"
"That's right."
Yang Ling and Xu Shan gave him a brief account of what had happened.
In fact, Lin Yan had already heard the Mountain River Sect disciples' account before arriving.
Once he compared their story with the scene, he realized the case was not only straightforward but would also earn them tremendous credit!
"Boss, you warned me before that Rong Tribe spies might seek an opportunity to retaliate, and told me to be on my guard. Looks like you were right."
Yang Ling said with a sigh.
Lin Yan froze, staring at Yang Ling in disbelief. Then his expression turned solemn, and he gently patted Yang Ling on the shoulder.
"Without you, even with my warning, this could still have turned into a disaster.
"I'll report the facts. You deserve the credit for this."
Yang Ling thought for a moment, then pulled Lin Yan aside and murmured,
"Boss, I still want to earn a little more at the Red Gold Mine. If I get too much credit and rise too quickly, I'll inevitably have to go to the Prefecture to report on my duties."
"So you'll have to take the top credit. If possible, the Constable position in Qingshan City would suit me better."
Lin Yan's heart pounded. He hesitated a moment.
"Then I'll take the top credit?"
"You're the only one for the job."
"Hahaha!"
Lin Yan laughed heartily. Thinking back to the day Yang Ling had asked him for a Constable position, and how he'd looked down on him