Zhao Chongxu grabbed a handful of fish feed and tossed it into the pond.
"Li Zhong, that brat brought a pack of nobodies back from outside, and now he wants to reopen that old case in Elephant Peak Prefecture.
Do you think he can pull it off?"
Li Zhong stood respectfully to one side and answered calmly:
"No. Shall I go have a word with Director Yang?"
"No need. Let him try. Perhaps we'll find out which Celestial Immortal is backing him."
Zhao Chongxu couldn't help chuckling, then cursed:
"He has a Celestial Immortal behind him, yet he's still such a coward. Every time I tell him to go to the Martial God King's Capital, he refuses.
If he lands himself in serious trouble this time, I'll definitely leave him hanging for a while first."
"Division Chief, that case involves the Third Prince. Are we really going to let Yang Ling keep investigating like this? I'm afraid His Majesty in the palace will be angry."
Li Zhong said cautiously:
"If this blows up, the civil officials might seize the chance to suppress our Iron Garment Division."
"How much could it blow up? Once Zheng Hai returns to Kyoto, the case will probably be buried."
Zhao Chongxu said indifferently, "As for those civil officials, let them suppress us if they want. Isn't that how the Iron Garment Division has gotten by all these years?
They need us, yet they complain that we reek too much of blood.
What kind of sense does that make?"
"That's true, but..."
Li Zhong looked sheepish.
"All right, that brat is here, with his pack of nobodies in tow. Go welcome them."
Zhao Chongxu said.
Li Zhong immediately headed toward the courtyard entrance and soon ushered Yang Ling and his companions inside.
Meanwhile, he studied Zhao