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“But…” Third Master Gan’s face darkened as he started to speak, when Steward Zhao tugged lightly at his sleeve.
Does he still want to settle this peacefully or not?
Third Master Gan drew a long, heavy breath, turned his head, and said, “A’Jin, you go.”
A guard behind him immediately spun around and headed to Beisong Medicine Hall.
During all this, He Lingchuan did not bother exchanging another word with Third Master Gan. He asked the proprietor for the finest wine, then poured and drank at his leisure.
He put on the old swagger he used to wear in Heishui City. Third Master Gan tried to speak several times, only to be cut off every time. In the end, he could do nothing but swallow his anger and sit there.
This dragged on for two full incense sticks’ worth of time before the guard finally returned.
“Handled?”
“Handled.” The guard murmured a few words into Third Master Gan’s ear. The hunting dog was dead, and the hunter had squeezed them for a fat sum.
By now, Third Master Gan’s patience was basically spent. His voice turned low and hard as he said, “Young Master He, can we talk now?”
He Lingchuan asked something seemingly completely unrelated. “What’s the deal with the evil ghosts on that tusked boar?”
“What evil ghosts?” Third Master Gan bristled. “Insulting people isn’t done...
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