You Er nodded, followed the duke to the study, and then took out the letter from his coat. "This time I went to the South Border and met someone. Once you read this letter, grandfather, you'll understand."
The duke opened the letter and quickly frowned as he read it. Once he finished, he angrily crumpled the paper into a ball. "Geng Zhong, I had high hopes for him back in the day. I never thought he would be so misguided as to become a bandit!"
"Who knows how many atrocious acts he's committed over the years!"
You Er stood aside, not daring to breathe heavily, watching his grandfather's chest heave up and down, clearly furious.
After a while, You Er quietly said, "Grandfather, Uncle Geng hasn't exactly done anything too bad over the years. I've heard he doesn't rob civilians. They only pay a few copper coins when passing Niu Tou Mountain."
"What they rob is—"
"You don't need to say nice things about him. Robbery is robbery, and it's against the law!"
