The final outcome of their discussion was that Ji Nian and the other three, who had crossed paths with Xu Jiu's group outside the Zhang Residence, would represent all the "Mountain Bandits" and follow Jiang Yanchuan's party to the Capital City.
The crowd who had come down from the mountain were merely there to deliver their luggage and see them off while they were at it.
Ji Nian and the other three: "..."
It had been ages since they had seen such considerate companions, but...
"A high official?" Ji Nian studied the man radiating an icy aura before him, then glanced back at Xu Jiu and the others, who had earlier "pointed at Pei and called him Zhao," suspicion filling his eyes.
His gaze even darted about, searching for a perfect escape route so he could lead this group through another desperate flight from danger.
Jiang Yanchuan wasted no more words and, with practiced ease, bestowed an insignificant minor post on each of the four.
Since these people would be returning to the capital with them anyway, he no longer worried about the risks of revealing his identity.
The suspicion on Ji Nian's face deepened. "Bestowing official posts? You think you can just hand them out? Who do you think-" you are-
[Wow! This Uncle doesn't want to leave because he hasn't won over the girl he likes yet?!]
Ji Nian's eyes abruptly widened. "Non-"
Liaochen flicked the wrist hidden beneath his loose sleeve. The pebble he had quietly picked up when Emperor Mingze suddenly began granting them official posts shot out, striking Ji Nian squarely on his mute acupoint.
The remaining "sense" was forcibly swallowed back down. Even the "non" he had already uttered blurred into a breathy sound, like the prelude to coughing up phlegm and spitting at