Jiang Xiaoyi and Bian Linghan waited outside the Warden Office. The three burned down prisons were currently being reconstructed, quite a few artisans busying about.

Because the walls of the cell that kept serious convicts were thick and the cell itself deep within, almost no one outside heard Xu Chengfeng’s weeping. These artisans continued working in a neat and tidy manner, not affected in the slightest. Because they received enough silver, three even more secure prisons will be built soon.

A carriage was stopped outside the Warden Office.

East Port Town Supervisor Jiang Wenhe moved aside the curtains, walking out from the carriage.

He understood clearly that when Lin Xi used their relationship to have him secretly investigate the case relating to the death soldier, for a low level official like him, the level of danger might even be above that of transferring funds during the dam burst event last time.

However, when he walked down from the carriage, he instead discovered that he didn’t have much flusteredness or feelings of unease.

A bitter smile of self mockery quickly appeared on this old official’s face.

It was because he discovered that the reason why he was like this was because...