Ji Yong'an replied absentmindedly, "Yes."
The bandits that the imperial court had failed to subdue several times were captured just like that?
When Mingyue entered the bandit stronghold, only a few elderly, weak, women and children were guarding the stronghold.
The bandits quickly brought over a chair, saying, "Sir, please sit down and we'll get it for you."
Mingyue gave a lazy "hmm," propped her forehead up with one hand, and closed her eyes to rest.
A few bandits soon emerged from the basement, huffing and puffing, carrying out several boxes filled with gold and silver jewelry.
"My lord, all my things are here. Could you please spare my life?"
The bandits were extremely cautious, afraid of angering this killing god.
Mingyue stood up and kicked the box. "Is that all?"
The bandits were on high alert. "I swear! That's all I know!"
As for whether the boss was hiding these low-level henchmen, I really don't know.
"Is your boss in cahoots with the local officials?"
The bandit was uneasy, unsure of the God of War's meaning, "Yes..."
"Send him over here. Tell him the relief workers are being held captive, and the supplies need to be properly sorted." Mingyue's deep eyes gazed at the bandit. "You know what you should and shouldn't say, right?"
"I know! I know!"
The bandits still had some sense; they scrambled and rolled away, only daring to rest when they reached the government office. "Call, call your master."
The yamen guard recognized the bandit and brought him directly to the officials.
Upon learning of the bandits' arrival, Lord Chen calmly climbed out of his concubine's bed. "What brings you here? Did Brother Li arrest those people?"
The bandit took a sip of tea and paused for a moment before saying, "Yes! The king now wants you to go and distribute the supplies."
Lord Chen, beaming with pride, laughed heartily, "Very well! I'll have someone bring your horse and take you back right away!"
There are plenty of relief supplies; he can sell them at a high price later, and who knows how much money will be beckoning to him.
The bandit shook his head inwardly, silently praying for Lord Chen's downfall.
On the way back, the bandit led Lord Chen to his bandit stronghold, but the usually bustling stronghold was unusually quiet today.
Where's Brother Li? Why don't you come out and catch up with us?
Sitting in the main hall, with Li Daqiang still nowhere to be seen, Lord Chen frowned in displeasure.
Turning his head, he found that even the bandits from before had vanished, leaving only Lord Chen in the entire hall. Lord Chen's heart skipped a beat, and he slammed his fist on the table in anger, "Why hasn't anyone served me tea or water since I've arrived?!"
“It was my oversight. I will personally pour tea for Lord Chen.” Mingyue came out from the inner room.
Lord Chen recognized Mingyue, his legs went weak and he slumped into his chair, looking at Mingyue with eyes that seemed to look at a ghost, "You, Grand Preceptor, you..."
Mingyue raised an eyebrow, a slight smile playing on her lips. "Why the expression on Lord Chen's face? Are you not welcoming me?"
Lord Chen shook his head frantically and smiled bitterly, unable to sit still. He was afraid that Li Daqiang was finished.
However, Lord Chen couldn't understand why Li Daqiang was finished. He had won several battles against the imperial court in suppressing bandits, so how could he have fallen into the hands of this group of people?
Mingyue's lips tightened, her smile vanishing. She poured a cup of tea over Lord Chen's head, her voice icy and chilling, "Lord Chen, you're truly something! As a local official, you not only trade court information with bandits for profit! What place do you place the imperial family in?!"
With a thud, Lord Chen knelt on the ground, trembling all over. Tea mixed with sweat dripped onto the ground, spreading outwards. "Grand Preceptor, I... I..."
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