He bent over, almost kneeling on the ground, and said in a fawning tone, "Master, please inform him that I have urgent business and need to see the County Magistrate."

The clerk said calmly, "Master Ma, I've heard about your situation, and it's very difficult to handle."

Manager Ma's eyebrows lifted in delight. Difficult to handle doesn't mean impossible to handle; it means there's a way to handle it.

Feeling a pang of heartache, he trembled and pulled out a silver note that looked like a withered leaf from his pocket.

He respectfully extended both hands and handed them to Master Jin.

"Please help me, Master Jin. If I can get through this difficult time, I will definitely take good care of you in the future."

Master Jin accepted it with a smile.

"Uh-huh."

Upon entering the room, Magistrate Lu glanced at the silver note. "Hmm..." It was a crumpled silver note with a face value of one hundred taels.

Master Jin: "Master Dong, are you really going to help him get rid of this trouble?"

County Magistrate Lu looked at him with some curiosity.

"When did I agree to help him solve his problem?"

Damn it, this corrupt official... he's got some skills.

A sarcastic laugh.

"As the advisor just said, whether it's that country bumpkin, that old man from the neighborhood, or that White-Browed Hero, under the influence of these three events, this person is already ruined."

Why should I waste my energy on a piece of trash?

Master Jin: "But hasn't Steward Ma always been proud to be by the side of the County Magistrate?"

You are very young.

"Things have deteriorated to this point, and I gave this good-for-nothing a chance yesterday, letting him find a clerk in the tax office to resolve the problem."

I gave him a chance, but he was useless.

He actually went drinking with the tax officials and got completely drunk.

I never keep useless people... Useless people are naturally thrown away.

If I don't help him, naturally no one will accuse him of being my man and thus tarnish my reputation. So what if he's dead? What does it have to do with me?

As for him coming over to give me the silver, I didn't ask him to give it to me; he did it voluntarily.

Is there a problem?

A seemingly ordinary sentence sent chills down the spine of even the clerk.

The corrupt official was indeed decisive, abandoning the matter without hesitation. Even a pet dog would hesitate before being discarded, considering that Steward Ma was his henchman.