The Hidden Guard had cut off a wisp of Liao Cuihua's hair and returned to report his duty.
Chu Qi looked at the strand of hair, his face expressionless, "Handle everything related to this matter completely. I do not want General Su to hear any rumors about this person or this incident upon his return."
The Hidden Guard bowed his head, "As you command."
Chu Qi nodded, "You have worked hard on this matter. Do not refuse the jewelry that was previously awarded to Liao Cuihua. Take it all. I have also relied on you these past years to save myself a lot of trouble."
"Relieving Your Majesty's worries is our duty," replied the guard.
"There's no need for such grand courtesies in front of me. If I tell you to take it, just take it," Chu Qi waved his hand, signaling him to leave. "I am tired now. You may go."
Silence fell instantly in the tent. The Hidden Guard vanished from sight.
