Sang Jiang waved her hand chuckled at the people kneeling on the ground: "Alright, alright, get up quickly. It's not a holiday, what are you doing here?"

Everyone: ? ? ?

Why act innocent after getting the benefit?

Seeing this, Young Master Zhang's eyes practically spit fire. He glared at Sang Jiang and said, "Do you know who my father is?! How dare you treat me like this! Let me tell you, my father won't let you get away with this!"

Sang Jiang picked at her ear and said cheerfully, "Don't worry, my dear, your father won't make things difficult for himself."

"You! You! You!" He pointed at Sang Jiang and couldn't utter a single coherent sentence.

"Who is bullying my son!" Just as Sang Jiang was feeling smug, a calm voice suddenly came over.

Sang Jiang smiled and said, "Of course, it's his stepfather."

Upon hearing this, Mayor Zhang immediately flew into a rage. He strode forward and his eyes lit up when he saw Sang Jiang. However, remembering what she had just said, he suppressed the admiration in his eyes, feeling a pang of jealousy in his heart.

He'd never seen such a beautiful young lady before, and now look what happened—his unfilial son beat him to it!

"What kind of behavior is this, a young lady constantly calling someone 'father'? Guards! She has publicly humiliated an official of the imperial court. I, the town mayor, am taking her back for questioning!"

This time, instead of the servants from before, several well-trained guards came out.

They surrounded Sang Jiang in response. Although they felt a little sad for her, they dared not easily disobey their master's orders.

"Let's see who dares to make a move!"

Before Sang Jiang could speak, a clear, cold voice came from inside the carriage.

Mayor Zhang then looked up at the three carriages. The carriages didn't look very nice, so he immediately thought they were just putting on a show. However, Yancheng was full of officials and wealthy people, so even though he thought they were no good, he didn't dare to make any rash moves.

"Young master, it's better to avoid trouble."

Long Jingchen snorted coldly: "You're right, but since you've gone so far as to bully me, this matter can't be left unresolved."

Mayor Zhang looked at Sang Jiang and then at the carriage: "Then we can only invite you and this young lady to sit together."

"Hmm." Long Jingchen narrowed his eyes: "Then I'm afraid you won't have that honor."

As he spoke, he opened the car door a crack and tossed out a waist tag, which landed steadily at Mayor Zhang's feet.

The local people might not understand, but Mayor Zhang immediately recognized who the token belonged to, and he knelt down with a thud.

"My lord, spare my life! This old minister knows he was wrong. I beg you, my lord, to spare my life in consideration of my years of faithful service!"

As he spoke, he kept kowtowing.

Sang Jiang looked at the token with a puzzled expression. Although she was also a graduate of a prestigious university, she still didn't quite understand traditional Chinese characters. However, she was certain that this was definitely not Emperor Long Jingchen's waist token.

Long Jingchen chuckled, his words dripping with sarcasm: "Old minister? You dare to say you're worthy?"

"Master...no! This servant knows he was wrong! Please forgive this servant this time!"

Young Master Zhang, who was standing nearby, still hadn't figured out what was going on. He watched as his father kept kowtowing and walked over to him, pulling him up.

"Dad! What are you doing! What kind of waist tag is this? What if it's fake? Have you forgotten that Yancheng has the most counterfeit goods?"

As he spoke, he kicked away the waist badge in front of Mayor Zhang.

"Fake goods?"