"Hahaha, old classmate, I knew it was you." As soon as Wang Linchi stepped into the inn, his eyes landed on Yan Ming King, who was accompanied by a flock of beautiful women. It was hard not to recognize him with that handsome, otherworldly appearance.
He never paid attention to those women. Even the prettiest of faces couldn't divert his focus; his life was what mattered most.
Upon seeing Wang Linchi, Yan Ming King was initially taken aback. He hadn't expected to encounter him here. Then, noticing Yan Chuan right behind him, he said with deep meaning, "You're doing quite well for yourself, old classmate."
"Not at all. I'm just running errands for the City Lord; I'm just a minor subordinate of his," Wang Linchi said, deflecting the issue onto Fahui.
"That's no minor subordinate then. You must have even read the imperial edict, right?" Yan Ming King didn't shy away from it.
"Indeed, I have full authority over this matter. Just say the word, and it's done," Wang Linchi assured him.
