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Seeing their master trembling in fear, the yamen runners were stunned.

Only Ji Feng only slightly raised his eyebrows as a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes. Soon after, he returned to his normal appearance.

After hiding in the yamen for several years, Ji Feng had always had special skills. He had avoided danger time and time again and had brought his clan countless valuable information.

After a short period of emotional change, Ji Feng quickly recovered from his "surprise". Following that, his master plopped down on his knees, cupped his hands, and said to the man on the roof: "This humble one is Guyong Mansion's Grand Master, Ji Feng. I didn't know that general was here, and had misunderstood, please forgive me!"

Ji Feng's voice was sonorous and forceful. Compared to the trembling Lord Sun, Ji Feng's attitude was more like that of a prefecture governor.

Rong Ling's gaze swept across this forty year old middle-aged man, and quickly shifted his gaze away.

With a move, he stepped forward leisurely down from the rooftop, landing in front of Sun Qi with a calm expression.

Sun Qi summoned his courage and quietly raised his head, when he saw general's heroic look, he immediately gasped, but before he could finish, he felt something stuck in his throat, and he was about to faint.

Ji Feng noticed Lord Sun's inadequacy and hurriedly supported him while patting his back to ease his breathing. Only then did this refined and refined Prefecture Overseer carry him over. In the end, he didn't become angry and fainted.

"Lord … Lord Rong …" It's really, really you. I... Am I dreaming? " Sun Qi shakily reached out his hand, wanting to grab onto General Rong's clothes. He wanted to confirm if this was real or not, but he didn't dare to go overboard, in the end, he hesitated and suddenly raised his hand, and slapped his own face.

Immediately, a red palm print appeared.

Rong Ling: "..."

Ji Feng: "…"

All the bailiffs: "!"

did not notice that the others were speechless. After confirming that the pain on his face was real, he immediately became even more excited: "It's real, it's real, General Rong, it's really you … "It hurts, it really hurts. Aiyah, it hurts so much …"

Incoherently covering his face, Sun Qi trembled as he looked up at the man in front of him. His expression was sincere and honest, Rong Ling looked into his eyes, and silently retreated half a step, as he shook off the goosebumps on his body.

A man would look at another man with such a gaze. No wonder he couldn't find a wife.

Rong Ling thought for a moment, then waved his hand, signaling everyone to stand up.

With the support of Ji Feng, Sun Qi weakly crawled back up. He took a step forward, looking forward to coming closer to Master Rong.

However, Rong Ling immediately retreated half a step, furrowed his brows, and said: "Stop!"

The excited Sun Qi obediently stood still.

Rong Ling closed his eyes, and rubbed his forehead, he looked at the others, and asked indifferently: "I heard that someone recently died here."

Sun Qi hurriedly said: "Yes, dead, many people have died, I wonder who general is talking about?"

Rong Ling was expressionless.

Ji Feng, who was standing at the side, could not watch any longer and pushed his master on. "Milord, general's intention is to ask about the abnormal death of people."

Sun Qi looked at Ji Feng. "Then doesn't the funeral of the great-aunt who sells roasted sweet potatoes on the next street count the day before yesterday?"

Ji Feng laughed bitterly: "Grand aunt is already ninety-eight years old. This is a funeral, she should … "Not really."

"Oh." Sun Qi was startled, then looked at Rong Ling, and carefully asked: "Then... Is the death of the wretched beggar on the Third Street of the Left not counted? "

Rong Ling squinted his eyes and did not say a word.

Rong Ling's eyes were too scary. Sun Qi was scared, and immediately said: "Not counting me, Dun'er's skin has been festering ever since he was young. This time, his condition is too serious, so it shouldn't be counted as …."

Frowning, Rong Ling asked Ji Feng directly, "Ye Yuanliang, do you recognize him?"

Ji Feng immediately replied after standing upright: "general is saying that the merchant surnamed Ye who died in the inn?"

Once Ji Feng's words came out, Sun Qi hurriedly said, "Ye Yuanliang, I know. general, I know.

As if afraid that his master would steal his limelight, Sun Qi pushed Ji Feng aside after saying that, and said with a face full of rage: "Master Ji, you have nothing to do here, you can go now."

Then, he said to the yamen runners who had yet to wake up from their shock: "And you, what should we do? This is not a thief from the Jiang Yang, this is a dignified looking lord, a first rank imperial court official, the most popular person by the emperor's side, the Zhenge Sect's chief lieutenant, the three sons of the emperor, countless cases solved, wits and shrewdness, strong martial arts, galloping on the battlefield, invincible in battle, mighty and mighty!"

All the constables were dumbfounded.

None of them were able to say anything.

So, they had misunderstood. Did they treat such a powerful official from the imperial court as a bandit?

When they thought of the scene just now, the legs of the yamen runners went soft, especially those who had been clamoring and cursing, and they fell to their knees with a thump, unable to utter a single word. However, they continued to kowtow continuously, with extraordinary strength, knocking their heads against the ground and bleeding.

Rong Ling pressed hard on his temple, and then looked at Sun Qi who was fawning on him.

Rong Ling thought that maybe, he shouldn't reveal this to the public.

From entering Guyong Mansion to leaving, he should not have approached within a radius of five kilometers from Sun Qi.

This time, it was his mistake!

It was a grave mistake!

He had underestimated the condition of Sun Qi's brain!

Ji Feng felt that his master was mentally ill. In order to leave the stage perfectly, he realized that General Rong's expression was getting worse and worse, so he hastily waved his hand and led the yamen runners away. As for what happened to Sir Sun, Ji Feng was not worried at all.

After all, they had been friends for a few years. Ji Feng believed that this Lord Rong wouldn't cut off Mister Sun's head.

Rong Ling and Sun Qi had a relationship and this relationship, to Sun Qi, was a treasure that he had accumulated for his entire life. Even though Ji Feng had memorized that experience long ago and memorized it backwards, Sun Qi still did not let him go.

And this period of experience which was viewed as a treasure by Sun Qi for a few years, in Rong Ling's opinion, was precisely that short period of time where his hands were weak, and he had committed a deep mistake.

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