Lin Xi looked at the river water.

The river surface was calm and beautiful, surrounded by a layer of calm mist. There were fishing boats and merchant ships moving along the surface, calm and quiet.

He Zijing and more than ten Swallow Descent Town’s officials walked to this river dam. When they got on the dam, He Zijing squatted down, tapping the dam with his fist. The exceptionally sturdy feeling he got in return made him feel a bit more at ease, the sinister smile on his face also becoming a bit stronger.

He was also looking at the bright and clean river surface, walking up to not far from where Lin Xi was standing.

“Sir Lin, don’t you now feel that it is time for you to put away your senseless actions, return to East Port Town?”

He didn’t look at Lin Xi who turned around to look at him. He faced the river water, his calm face carrying a hint of pride as he spoke these words.

The elder who was originally calmly half reclined on the bamboo chair’s body went rigid. He wanted to get up and say something, but Lin Xi instead patted him, having him relax. Then, he calmly said, “When the matters are related to so many lives and fertile land, what senseless actions are there to speak of?”

“Sir Lin, you said there is something wrong with this dam, but even...