Crouching Dragon City, in the City Lord's Mansion. The City Lord of Crouching Dragon City was looking tremblingly at the man seated in the main chair, his heart in his throat, terrified the other party would kill him. He stammered a warning to the man, "I am an official appointed by the Great Yong.
You cannot kill me..." The City Lord had heard someone was causing trouble in the city and provoking the Meng Family, and was about to lead his troops to suppress them.
Before he could even step out the door, he saw a man walk over with a smile and tell him to bring out the books that recorded the major and minor events of Crouching Dragon City over the years.
The City Lord's body felt as if it wasn't under his own control, and like a servant, he respectfully handed the items over to the man.
Jiang Li propped his feet up on the table, flipping through the Crouching Dragon City Gazetteer and the records of cases handled, page by page, paying no mind to what the City Lord was saying.
"Over these years, the Meng Family has indeed not killed anyone."