Chen Liqin watched coldly as Jin Zhu pressed on relentlessly, "Master Chen, suppressing the civil unrest is the duty of your Luocheng government office. Since you arrived here, I haven't heard a single word of thanks from you."
Chen Liqin snorted and remained silent.
Jin Zhu laughed in frustration, turning to Chen Ji and raising his voice, "I told you not to get involved in this matter, but you insisted. Now, see? They don't even appreciate it. Let's go. If I ever meddle in the affairs of civil officials again, it's because I have no memory!"
Chen Ji shook his head, "Sir, we can't leave yet. There's still work to be done."
Jin Zhu urged anxiously, "You've already taken down Liu Mingxian and captured the Jing Dynasty's Si Cao. That's a great achievement. If nothing goes wrong, the path to cultivation will soon be sent to Luocheng. If you withdraw now, any future failures won't be on you. But if you stay, who knows what these civil officials might pin on you!"
Chen Ji didn't respond.
Jin Zhu sneered, "Fine, fine. I won't care about your life anymore. Stay if you want. But don't come crying to me if something goes wrong later."
With that, Jin Zhu led his heavenly horse away.
Xi Feng turned back several times, wanting to persuade Chen Ji, but ultimately gave up.