Peace Order

As soon as the Imperial Guards stepped forward, the guards of the Ghost Market, who had a murderous look in their eyes upon seeing Li Guanyi draw his sword, now unmistakably showed a hint of dread. The three words "Imperial Guard" signified what was both aristocratic and formidable.

Suddenly, laughter was heard.

"Everyone stop, stop, put your swords away."

"The military officer is truly imposing."

A man in his thirties, dressed in the long gown of a scholar, came forward, a smile on his face. He pushed through the guards who had drawn their weapons, and with many steps still between them, he clasped his hands in greeting and said, "I’m here to apologize, to apologize. Is it that the tribute from our side wasn’t sufficient?"

"It’s impolite, truly impolite."

He took out a large pouch and handed it to Li Guanyi, lowering his voice as he did so, and kicked the body of a person lying next to him, speaking adeptly, "This fool who couldn’t see clearly has offended the military officer, he deserves to die, take this gold as compensation for sullying the military officer’s eyes today."

"I know you are kind-hearted, you can take all these people with you."

"Come on, why aren’t you hurrying to unlock these people’s chains!" He shouted loudly, beaming at Li Guanyi, whose sword seemed to be cleaving through air. He looked at the man before him and the latter said, "I understand the rules, today you take these people with you, and the gold is yours."

"But don’t come back another day, lest you sully your eyes."

The man said, "Otherwise, beneath the feet of the Capital City, where would we dare to offend the Imperial Guard? After all, you are a noble son, and saving so many people, earning a reputation for chivalry should be enough. If you keep on holding onto it..."