As for Feng Zhengming, the heir to the Hall Master of the Wind and Cloud Daoist School and the Wind and Cloud Association in the Prefecture City, he had rushed off to protect the Pill Master the moment he heard of the turmoil.
The young master from the Post House, Di Yuan, had tagged along with him.
Hearing Zhao Jiu's furious roar,
Di Yuan seemed to recall something. He sidled up stealthily beside Ji Xiu and Zhao Jiu.
"Magistrate Zhao, Boss Ji, about this... I happen to know a thing or two."
He rubbed his hands together and pointed at the docks with a chuckle, his tone ambiguous.
"Huang the Seventh has been going in and out of the County every day recently. He always had a few people with him, but no one knew what they were up to."
"Then, just last night, he and his old servant came rushing to me, all injured. He demanded that I prepare a merchant ship to take him back to the Prefecture."
