The Xing Zi Lin bandit leader who was crushed under the rock probably could not imagine this even in his dreams: that he was like a vital string, his momentary stupid decision had exploded the easily flammable situation of the Southern Frontier.

In the old nest of Xing Zi Lin, the group of bandits insisted they did not know about the arrival of the imperial envoys. Sun Jiao tried to interrogate them for a while, but it proved to be fruitless, he had no other choice but to give up, his eyes continuously glancing at the doors.

Gu Yun only ate a few bites then wiped his mouth and put down the chopsticks. When he saw Sun Jiao’s appearance that seemed like he had grown an ulcer on his behind, he smiled and asked: “Officer Sun, the meal is not finished yet you have glanced at the door about seven or eight times already. Looking forward to Inspector Kuai's arrival?”

Sun Jiao's face changed several times, he could barely smile: "Marshal, you jest — how come Marshal is not eating more, is the food not up to your taste?"

"No," Gu Yun conveyed his meaning with a look. "It would be difficult to act if I ate too much, this is enough. That's right, Ji Ping, if there is nothing else of importance, go check how much gold and silver there is in this den. Let's pack it up to bring along later."

Sun Jiao: "..."

Gu Yun: "Master Sun will not report me after we return right? Hey, to tell you the truth, the Ministry of War is tight with their budget, our Black Iron Camp doesn't have it easy either.”

The bandits that were tied up in a group still had their wits with them, they quickly said: "We have records! We do! They are up there!"

Shen Yi looked back and saw that there was actually a ‘hidden room’ - a large ladder was set in the corner, leading up to the roof, a pile of thatched grass covered a small attic built on the beam.

"Great," Shen Yi thought. "I have become an accountant in this chicken nest."

At this time, Kuai Lan Tu was the first to arrive in Xing Zi Lin.

Kuai Lan Tu marched in with his personal guards. The blood and fire lingering on his body still hadn't dissipated, and he appeared to carry with him a strong murderous intent. He stepped forward and spoke up proudly: “Southern Central Inspector Kuai Lan Tu, greetings to the Marquis of Order, Master Sun, the generals, and this..."

Chang Geng smiled: "Li Min."

Kuai Lan Tu: "..."

Sun Jiao hurriedly lowered his voice to remind him: "Don't be disrespectful, that is Yan Bei Wang, His Highness the Fourth Prince!"

Kuai Lan Tu was taken aback.