Chen Yang's eyes were sharp as he quietly stared at the two men before him.
Ye Chao's eyes brimmed with tears. He wanted to speak, but his throat suddenly tightened, making it hard to utter a word.
"Governor, we did indeed come here regarding the Martial Association." Faced with such a dire situation, Gao Fan, despite his aristocratic background, had no choice but to lower his proud head. "I assume you've heard about the calamity that befell the Martial Association in Lingjin City. Half of its senior members were slaughtered by that piece of trash."
"The Martial Association is a tool for our families to amass wealth. That damned trash is blatantly smashing our rice bowl. We can't just stand by and watch."
"We brought men this time to finish him once and for all. As for you, Governor, offending you was truly unintentional. We beg you to let us go, seeing as we meant no harm."
