The Galloping Horse Gang, Rear Courtyard.
"Immortality Mountain, Funan County, Young Master Guanfeng..."
Muttering those keywords, Ren Ye walked over to Yan Bo and said politely, "Brother Yan, I've finished questioning him."
Yan Bo had been speaking with the experts from Main Headquarters. Hearing Ren Ye, he turned and replied, "Qin Yan conspired with others to ambush you here. To our Thousand-Mile Green Battalion, that is no different from rebellion. Since Prince Huai has uncovered the reason, I'll leave these members of the Galloping Horse Gang for you to deal with."
He really knew how to talk. With a single sentence, he had demonstrated how much the Thousand-Mile Green Battalion valued Qingliang Prefecture. Yet he addressed Ren Ye only as "you," rather than "Your Highness" or "my prince," making it clear that he was speaking on the Dragon Head's behalf, as an equal.
"Thank you for your regard, Brother Yan, and for saving our lives." Ren Ye immediately cupped his fists. "Words cannot express my gratitude for such a great kindness. If the day comes when Qingliang Prefecture's lands stretch wide enough for the fine horses of the Southern Border to gallop freely, I must invite our brothers from the Thousand-Mile Green Battalion to establish branches here, so we can deepen our exchanges and forge an everlasting friendship."
Who couldn't spout a few pleasing words?
When it came to painting rosy pictures, he was an art academy professor. When it came to selling the future, even Jesus would have to hand over a hundred thousand Star Source before entering Qingliang Prefecture.
In that respect, Ren Ye had never conceded to anyone.
Yan Bo smiled faintly. "For Prince Huai to think so highly of outlaws like us is truly an honor."
Looking at the old fox, Ren Ye suddenly tugged his