Lin Youxie did not come in person. Instead, a neatly dressed, middle-aged man arrived, with even his hair pinned up perfectly.
Judging from the sharp eyes that habitually surveyed his surroundings, he was likely a Green Badge as well. But he wore no badge at his waist, so it was impossible to tell his rank.
He came carrying a brocade box. He only said his surname was Lin and offered no other introduction.
Jiang Wang did not press him for details.
He did not care how much of the legacy of the famed constable Lin Kuang had left to Lin Youxie.
Still, the completeness of the information in the box surprised him.
There were three booklets inside.
The first recorded the history of the Beam-Top Pavilion, beginning with the sect's founding patriarch and continuing up to the present day, the year 3919 of the Dao Calendar. Every important milestone along the way was documented in detail: what had happened, what impact it had had... There was plenty of information that even the current pavilion master might not know. Yet in this booklet, it was all laid bare.
The Great Qi royal court's control over sects of every size across the nation far surpassed anything Jiang Wang had imagined!
No wonder it could order them around and conscript them at will.
No wonder disputes between the various sects were often settled by reporting them to the authorities, with private fighting a rarity.
Seen in this light, the sects within Qi's borders might bear that name, but they were no more than another kind of government office. They could not be compared to powers like East King Valley and Sea Fishing Tower.
The second booklet in the box contained information about Chu Mi. It seemed to have been compiled recently. Unlike the