The Garrison Prefecture, Inner Hall.
The young man in black who called himself Yu Tiange had not only tacitly admitted kidnapping Wang Anquan's eldest son, but had also laced his words with threats. Most importantly, he had come to the Garrison Prefecture alone, yet had shown no tension, caution, or wariness throughout, as though all the experts, soldiers, and retainers in the entire prefecture were mere weaklings in his eyes, not worth mentioning.
He acted as though he were visiting an acquaintance. First, he poured himself a cup of tea. Then, seeing Wang Anquan completely dumbfounded, he took a seat with relaxed ease. He did not hurry to discuss business, merely studying the Inner Hall's furnishings with curiosity.
To be fair, Wang Anquan really was dumbfounded. But it was not just the kidnapping of his eldest son, Wenping, that stunned him. More baffling was that he had no idea who this man was-someone from Heavenly Radiance Temple, the Divine Court, or some other hidden faction...
What exactly did he intend by suddenly kidnapping Wenping?
Was this man connected to the gray-robed woman who had appeared in the rear garden earlier? Had his refusal to release Jiu Zhi angered that woman, prompting her people to teach him a lesson?
Or perhaps he had nothing to do with the gray-robed woman and belonged to another group secretly plotting something against him and North Wind Town...
As the saying went, concern bred confusion. Standing in the silent Inner Hall, Wang Anquan was already in turmoil.
On the left side of the Inner Hall, Yu Tiange lounged in a broad chair, toying with his folding fan as he said with a mocking edge, "Heh. To think the residence of the illustrious Garrison Commander of North Wind Town would display nothing but roadside-stall antiques and