Under several watching gazes, Jia Huan stepped forward with resolve.
"Hundred-Household Commander Jia?"
Thousand-Household Commander Qiu rejected him outright:
"You have too little seniority and not enough experience!"
Compared with the other seven Hundred-Household Commanders, the two of them held an advantage. After all, they had access to Misty Rain Tower, which made gathering inside information easier.
Although both appeared on the Dragon-Tiger Ranking, one ranked twelfth and the other thirty-ninth. The gap was plain to see. Besides, Cold-Blooded Chasing Life had his sect behind him and enjoyed considerable prestige in the Jianghu.
"Ten days!"
"Please give your subordinate ten days, sir. I will bring back the murderer's head!"
Jia Huan spoke with ironclad certainty.
When an opportunity arrived, he absolutely could not let it slip away. He would risk his life to climb higher!
At those words, shock swept across the Hundred-Household Commanders' faces.
Ten days?
Even riding hard day and night to Langya Commandery, the round trip alone would take five days.
Solve this case in just five days?
What youthful recklessness!
They bore Hundred-Household Commander Jia no ill will. On the contrary, they admired him greatly. After all, he had earned his position entirely through merit, without a drop of water mixed in.
First he had dealt with the Right Vice Minister of Works, then rooted out the Tatars' hidden outpost. He had handled every case beautifully.
But his youthful impetuousness and lack of seasoned composure were his greatest shortcomings. He still had too little experience.
Thousand-Household Commander Qiu stared hard at him, his face expressionless.
"The emperor's own guard never speaks lightly, does it?"
Hearing the doubt in his tone, Jia Huan pronounced each word distinctly:
"Eight days!"
"If your subordinate has not solved this case eight days from now, I will willingly submit to punishment