"That's true. Constable Lord Qiao could only stare helplessly." Fan Gang laughed sinisterly.
"Didn't the higher-ups summon Tang Wen back to receive his title?" Feng Tian asked.
"Tang Wen has already hurried back. Once he returns after receiving his title, he'll meet his death. When the time comes, we won't help at all. Send away everyone in the Xing Commissioner’s office so Tang Wen has no troops to borrow," Zuo Zhonghe said.
"Right. Let him die." Feng Tian clenched his fist.
"Word came from the Yanghuan Sect recently. Wo Kaiyuan is furious, and it seems to have something to do with Tang Wen," Feng Tian said.
"Wouldn't that be even better? Once Tang Wen returns, the Yanghuan Sect can stab him in the back and send him to his death even faster," Zuo Zhonghe said.
"As soon as Tang Wen returns, have the Yanghuan Sect strike the Golden Sword Sect. Make him suffer, with enemies before and behind him. With his mind disturbed, once he encounters Mo Jiu, he'll be dead beyond all doubt," Fan Gang said with a laugh.
"Fan Gang, I never knew you were so ruthless." Zuo Zhonghe laughed heartily.
"A narrow-hearted man is no gentleman, and a man without venom is no true man! Xing Commissioner, that's what you always teach us in our circle," Fan Gang said, laughing.
"Hahaha..."
The March flowers were in full bloom. Though Black City was built of black stone, the flowers lent it a distinctive charm.
The enormous stone that formed the vast Punishment Hall embodied its prestige. It was Black City's guardian stone, making scoundrels in every direction tremble.
"You brat, you've performed extraordinarily." To his surprise, Constable Lord Qiao personally welcomed him outside the main gate.
"Master, I did reasonably well, but I wouldn't call it extraordinary. Brother