At this moment, her peach blossom eyes were deep and unfathomable, making it impossible to discern any emotion within them.
"Lord Yao."
He said, "Excuse me."
Yao Zidian looked at the young man dressed in all black with a complicated expression, gestured for him to sit down, and then had tea served.
After the three of them returned to their places, he asked, "Thank you for saving me last time, sir. Is there anything I can help you with this time?"
Jiang Yu glanced at his slightly wary expression and his eyes flickered: "I have indeed come here this time to say something to you, sir."
Yao Zidian nodded solemnly: "Please speak."
He sat upright in the face of danger, but he was truly uncertain about the outcome.
The man in black before him did not appear to be simple, especially the signals conveyed by his eyes, which made him feel somewhat uneasy.
He must have something important to say.
How to save his brother who was imprisoned by the government?
Or perhaps the kill order against a certain martial arts figure should be revoked?
These chivalrous heroes seem to know only these things.
It's simple, yet it carries a hint of foolishness.
He felt he had to speak first.
"The chivalrous gentleman has done me a great favor. If you are short of money, I do have some silver on me."
Upon hearing this, Yu Qian couldn't help but glance at him, and even the man in black opposite him couldn't help but chuckle.
"Lord Yao is mistaken. I am not here for these material possessions."
"So what do you want?"
Yao Zidian asked, somewhat troubled.
Even as an inspector, he was powerless to fulfill those two requests.
I won't do it.
A mistake is a mistake; there is a cause for every effect.
Jiang Yu thought that this stubborn old man was quite humorous at times.
He circled his long fingers around the teacup and said, "There is something very important I want to tell Lord Yao."
"But I'm afraid the adults won't believe me."
His attitude wasn't urgent; rather, it carried a hint of nonchalance.
Yu Qian, who had been observing him, spoke up: "Have you discovered something, sir, that you've come to tell me?"
Jiang Yu then turned his gaze to his face, raising his tone slightly: "You're really smart, sir."
Then his gaze settled on Yao Zidian again: "On the contrary, Lord Yao is quite heartbreaking."
I originally thought he came over in the middle of the night because he had an urgent matter to ask for, but I didn't expect him to be there to help.
A embarrassed Lord Yao was speechless and felt a pang of guilt.
It's no wonder he was making a fuss.
Once he embarked on the path of becoming a loyal minister, there was no turning back.
After all, he had offended too many people, and his only support was the emperor.
His face flushed red with embarrassment.
Seeing the changes in him, Jiang Yu was very satisfied.
What he wanted was this sense of guilt, so that it wouldn't be too difficult to subdue him in the future.
He stopped playing games with them, took the note out of his sleeve, and gently handed it to Yao Zidian.
"Lord Yao, please take a look first."
Yao Zidian snapped out of his daze and instinctively took it.
He was initially somewhat skeptical, but after opening the note, his expression turned grim.
He carefully rubbed the paper with his fingers, and when he looked up again, his gaze was sharp.
"How did the hero manage to get his hands on this?"
Seeing his strong reaction, Yu Qian's smile faded.
He looked at Yao Zidian with an inquiring gaze.
Yao Zidian trusted him completely, and the note fell into Yu Qian's hands again.
The two of them were no longer in the mood for leisure. Looking at the masked man, a variety of emotions flashed in their eyes.
Jiang Yu remained unmoved: "Lord Yao, we Jianghu people have our own rules. You don't need to know how we got here. The main thing is whether you believe it."
Even if Yao Zidian didn't believe it completely, he believed it to a certain extent.
He recognized the fonts, and he was even more familiar with all kinds of Xuan paper.
However, it cannot be confirmed whether someone deliberately stole the paper and then had the handwriting forged.
Yu Qian's tone was much gentler than Yao Zidian's.
"You are Lord Yao's benefactor, and we are willing to believe in you."
"But this is a very important matter. If you don't explain it clearly, you might not only fail to help us, but you could also get yourself into big trouble."
Jiang Yu looked at him: "Disaster? Are you going to arrest me and torture me?"
Yu Qian did not deny it.
Lord Yao's face remained grim.
See? If the wrong person comes, who knows how much trouble it will bring.
Jiang Yu felt that no one in the world was more captivating to him than Wei Wei's cleverness.
Thinking of this, he sighed.
I found myself missing her a little.
He raised his hand, pulled off the black cloth that was gripping his chin, and his voice still carried a smile: "So, do you two gentlemen believe me?"
His features were extremely handsome, and upon closer inspection, he looked quite familiar.
The clothes were just too unfamiliar.
Shouldn't he be the most popular handsome man in the capital, always carrying a folding fan and having fun?
How did he suddenly become a chivalrous knight-errant?
The shift in identity is so drastic that it's hard for some people to accept.
Yu Qian jumped up from his seat, his voice filled with surprise: "Seventh Prince?!"
Yao Zidian almost slipped and fell to the ground.
The two gentlemen, having seen much of the world, quickly recovered.
They clasped their hands and greeted, "Greetings, Your Highness!"
Jiang Yu said, "There's no need for you two to be so polite. Please sit down."
How dare they sit down? They had just threatened to arrest him and torture him severely.
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