As someone who had always done business with Wang Yan, someone currently among the most familiar with Wang Yan in Jingcheng, and someone whose status could barely be considered high-ranking, Li Wantang was pushed forward as the representative.
Wang Yan courteously clasped his hands in greeting. "I heard about what happened in the city. You put in a lot of effort to maintain order and suppress those people looking to die."
During this period, the departure of the imperial family, imperial clansmen, other Eight Banners people, and a great many officials and merchants had created a power vacuum in Jingcheng, causing no small amount of chaos.
After all, the conflicts here had accumulated for more than two hundred years. At a time like this, some people who had grown bolder let evil rise in their hearts. Those with grievances sought revenge, those with vendettas settled scores, and those without money robbed for it... Order had deteriorated drastically.
At such a moment, Li Wantang had stepped forward. Together with some military and political figures who had already pledged allegiance, he stabilized the favorable situation within the city.
"Wantang would not dare claim any credit. I merely borrowed Master's authority, made use of the personnel Master had arranged long ago, and relied on many righteous men of great integrity. Only then was the situation in Jingcheng stabilized."
"You're too modest. I arranged quite a few people, and there were also many who had written in to surrender long ago. Why couldn't they shoulder the burden? Knowing what needs to be done at the right time—that is talent. Knowing not only what needs to be done, but doing even more, and succeeding at it—that is great talent. You, Li Million, are a man of great talent."
Li Wantang repeatedly waved his hands. "Master