In the alley.
Jia Huan's voice was chilling:
"Who ordered you to plunder the Weaving Bureau's ships? On your own, you neither had the means to handle a hundred and fifty thousand bolts of silk nor could you have learned the exact departure time."
Cen Quan's face was ashen. Thinking of his son, he moved his lips with difficulty:
"Governor Zhao."
"The Canal Transport Governor?"
Cen Quan's eyes were bloodshot. After a long silence, he nodded heavily.
Jia Huan sneered.
Here was his chance to earn merit!
Only a grand governor was worthy of becoming a stepping stone for his career!
"Where is the silk stored?" Jia Huan stared hard at him and said sternly:
"Half a word of falsehood, and you'll doom your only son!"
"You were in full charge of the raid. To keep it concealed and lie low for a while, those hundred and fifty thousand bolts of silk should still be in Jiangnan!"
Cen Quan gave no answer.
Jia Huan took out a brush and booklet. "Write! Draw!"
With trembling fingers, Cen Quan wrote down the route and location of the hidden silk.
Jia Huan walked to the end of the alley, handed over the booklet, and ordered quietly:
"Twin Whips, take more of our brothers and investigate this waterside stronghold discreetly. Remember to bring those four fighters from Peach Blossom Island who are good in the water. Every craft has its specialists!"
"Yes, sir!" Twin Whips left to carry out the order.
Jia Huan returned to Cen Quan and said decisively:
"If you can provide evidence of the Canal Transport Governor's other crimes, the Embroidered Uniform Guard will pardon not just your son, but your wife and elderly mother as well. Your family's wealth won't be confiscated."
Once he had established an airtight chain of