At the dining table.
Yang Zong, who had come with Constable Feng, poured wine for everyone.
Then Constable Feng spoke. "Brother Li, the main reason I came today was still regarding the compensation payment."
Compensation payment?
Hearing those three words, Jiang Li's gaze sharpened.
Constable Feng felt around on his person, then pulled a silver note from his robes.
He continued, addressing Jiang Li, "Brother Li, this is the compensation payment issued from above."
"You were injured in the line of duty, so you should receive these hundred taels as compensation."
"I was only able to deliver it to you today. My apologies!"
Jiang Li hurriedly accepted the silver note from Constable Feng, delight appearing on his face.
"You're too kind, Constable Feng. I'm already more than satisfied to receive these hundred taels in compensation!"
Then Jiang Li raised his wine cup.
"Constable Feng, let me toast you! Thank you for today, Constable Feng. This compensation payment has resolved my pressing need!"
Constable Feng also lifted his cup and lightly clinked it against Jiang Li's. Then he took a small sip, and his brow immediately creased slightly.
Jiang Li, meanwhile, drained his cup in a single gulp. As his throat bobbed, the wine slid into his belly.
He gave a soft "Tsk," then let out a long breath.
"Refreshing!"
The next moment, he noticed that the wine in Constable Feng's cup had barely diminished.
"Constable Feng, does this wine not suit your taste?"
"It's all right," Constable Feng replied perfunctorily.
Then he picked up the wine pot himself and refilled his cup.
Only then did he raise it toward Jiang Ning. "Little Brother Jiang Ning, I'm deeply sorry that I failed to look after your elder brother and allowed him to be injured in the line of duty."
"This cup