Jiangnan.
The sky had just cleared, and swallows and sparrows chirped softly.
Outside the government office in Kang'an Ward, Jiangnan's worthies gathered in full force, and great aristocratic clans arrived one after another. Retired ministers read essays singing praises, while crowds packed several long streets. The common people wanted to see Jia Commanding Commissioner with their own eyes, too!
The people of Jiangnan would never forget this nightmarish month as long as they lived.
Precisely because they had lived in constant terror, the man who had single-handedly torn apart the gloom was an unrivaled hero in their hearts!
Saving the people from a sea of suffering-that was what made a good official!
Outside the yamen, skilled craftsmen worked at a feverish pace, forging two kneeling statues.
The statues of the two White Lotus Cult Leaders would kneel before the Kang'an Ward Guard Station for generations to come. Even after descending into the Netherworld, they would remain beneath the feet of the Embroidered Uniform Guard's fallen heroes!
Inside the government office, Jia Huan leaned quietly against a Grand Secretary Chair.
Water Skimmer, Iron Palm, and his other trusted subordinates hurried in.
"Boss, these are the martial arts manuals we confiscated." Fathead Fish brought over a pile of old, yellowed manuals.
Jia Huan nodded. First, he picked up Sun Moon Eight Desolations, I Alone Reign Supreme and said gravely:
"A fire striker!"
Drunkard handed one over.
Jia Huan burned the peerless martial arts manual to ashes.
An evil art that consumed the organs of infants and children would only bring disaster to the world if left intact!
He leafed through them one by one, burning more than half and leaving only a few manuals.
Iron Palm presented a ledger and said respectfully:
"Boss, the confiscated assets amount to nine million taels of