Outside the Traveler's Inn, a burly junior official stood with a scroll in his hand, casting a cold gaze ahead.
It was only when he saw Lu Chang'sheng helping Wang Heihou along that his expression softened a little.
"These gangs are getting bolder by the day. They even dare target this year's Child Scholars and folks from Jixia Academy!"
Lu Chang'sheng could hear the hint of 'three cups as penalty' in the official's words, and his heart sank just a bit.
There must be another reason hidden in all this!
Luckily, judging by his tone, the man's annoyance was real—but thinking he'd be able to get the city's big shots to act just by saying so was wishful thinking.
Thinking this, Lu Chang'sheng set Wang Heihou down to the side and hurried over, pulling out a money pouch he'd long prepared—the Xunzi Sleeve.
"Thanks for all your trouble, sir!"
The official's eyes brightened slightly.
