Li Sian was not really interested in investigating the tax silver robbery. Even though he was quite loyal to his role as an undercover agent of the Demon Suppression Bureau, he had no intention of helping his colleagues in Shu do their jobs, especially with Zhao Changhe around. Considering how close Zhao Changhe and the bureau chief were, whether Zhao Changhe chose to investigate the matter depended purely on his mood.0

Furthermore, based on his intuition as a bandit, he speculated that Zhao Changhe might even be an accomplice to the robbery.0

As they continued southward, with Zhao Changhe once again disguised as Wang Daozhong, Li Sian whispered, “Actually, the tax silver from this region’s Pacification Commission was lost once before, earlier this spring. The original plan was for the imperial court to send this silver down the river to support the southern campaign against Maitreya, but the silver never even reached Shu; it was stolen before it even got there. As a result, the Shu tax silver, which was also supposed to be sent to the south, has been held back for now.”0

Zhao Changhe’s eyes narrowed.0

Was this all Li Shentong’s doing? Or is he simply thinking that if he doesn’t steal it, someone else would, so he might as well take it for himself?0

“At that time, the bureau chief was at Taihu Lake, preparing for the final battle against Maitreya, and she could not spare the effort to...0