Someone from the Rivers and Lakes?
Chu Hang held the letter in one hand and the iron token in the other, mentally matching the local martial sects to their locations as he considered the matter.
If they really wanted someone to investigate, they should have found a way to contact Grand Commander Zou Jie. Perhaps they couldn't reach him and wanted me to pass on the message?
People of the Rivers and Lakes were, in fact, another group Chu Hang needed to understand, especially here. He had done some homework beforehand and knew how complicated their affairs could be.
To be honest, Chu Hang had not yet decided how to deal with them, but if the information about spies was true, he could not afford to ignore it.
Besides, the moment he received the note, Chu Hang had felt that its contents were very likely true. There was naturally no evidence for this, only a peculiar intuition deep within him.
The roots and branches behind this matter might be hopelessly tangled. Even confirming it would not mean it could be resolved at once. It was beyond what the little Luling County Office could handle alone, and haste would do no good.
Chu Hang put away the letter and iron token and went back to his official duties, as though he had never received this letter from the Rivers and Lakes.
It was already evening. Before long, bailiffs came to bring his meal, one carrying a tray while the other held an umbrella over him-or rather, over the dishes on the tray.
"Sir, it's time to eat."
"Oh, is it that late already? Thank you."
Chu Hang looked up at the two bailiffs entering the room. Despite the umbrella, rain had dampened parts of their clothes.
He cleared the documents and