He saw a falcon that had just flown out of the city of West Warehouse.
People who could use falcons for communication held special status in Great Yuan. Since Guo Wei had become a Martial Arts Grandmaster, he too could use Great Yuan's messaging system to communicate with his disciples abroad.
He tore open the envelope.
Chu Lingguang didn't see a letter. Instead, he found a stack of silver notes totaling over two hundred thousand silver taels. They looked somewhat familiar.
'This is the same amount of silver notes I gave to Ma Zhong. Could it be…'
'Did the Court snatch back the silver I gave the soldiers?'
The anger that had just subsided erupted in Chu Lingguang's heart like a volcano.
He clutched the silver notes tightly, unable to stop picturing the soldiers receiving their silver taels, only to have them taken away again.
'They had their regrets, but at least they could have gone home with a smile.'
