Under the wind and rain, the lights within the study of Swallow Descent Town Supervisor He Zijing’s small courtyard were always lit.

Ever since he was roused awake by Lin Xi, He Zijing didn’t go back to sleep. After locking the doors and refusing to see Lin Xi, orders were secretly sent out from his small courtyard one after another.

Most individuals who had the ability to serve as Yunqin’s Town Supervisors were not mediocre. Moreover, unlike cultivators like Lin Xi who came out of an academy, these officials who slowly crawled their way up from the bottom, their methods towards bureaucracy and sense of danger would always be sharper.

Even Lian Zhanshan had a bit of sensitivity towards the way the wind blew, just that he incorrectly judged the direction.

In He Zijing’s opinion, Lin Xi’s background was worth him feeling apprehensive over, perhaps he was Li Xiping’s own student, or the student of some even higher level official at the provincial level. However, Lin Xi’s way of carrying himself as an official, in his eyes, really was a bit too childish.

Unable to even separate who are whose people, this is the most childish thing.

He, He Zijing, was precisely someone Xu Ningshen brought out of the border army, that was why Xu Chengfeng found it so convenient to conduct matters in Swallow Descent Town during all these years, he himself naturally obtaining many invisible benefits from this.

This time, even though the Three Towns Battalion Commander Xu Ningshen clearly assumed an attitude of drawing...