Investigate the case?! How am I supposed to do that? For a case this big, they ought to give me authority on par with a governor of eight provinces! I should be able to take money wherever I want, execute whoever I want, and eat steamed buns from whichever household I want. If that's the deal, this job might be worth taking... Little Bad King felt this was right up his alley, and an inexplicable excitement rose in him.
In the dimly lit visiting room, the Second Seat looked haggard. His voice was hoarse. "We mustn't publicize this now. Investigate in secret."
That single sentence instantly extinguished Little Bad King's excitement. His clever little eyes blinked as he craned his neck and asked, "Why in secret? Is there someone you're guarding against, Master? If that's the case... doesn't that mean certain people might kill me during the investigation too?"
"Indeed. There's a very good chance you'll be killed." The Second Seat thoroughly agreed with his assessment. "As the saying goes, pull up the roots when cutting weeds. Everyone in the sect knows you're one of my favorite disciples. Anyone who moves against me has made a mortal enemy. Whether you investigate this case or not, things won't end well for you."
Oh, so I don't have a choice?! After grumbling inwardly, Little Bad King immediately smiled and replied, "Master, your disciple is dull by nature. I think Senior Brother Lin Ye could handle the investigation perfectly well. I could just run errands and assist him."
The Second Seat regarded him calmly. "Ye'er told me that on the day the Ministry of War took me away, you'd already packed your bags and were preparing to flee?"
"Motherfucker..." Little Bad King abruptly stood, cursing in uncontrollable fury. "There really isn't a single