"…" Cheng Li knelt straight, and said neither servilely nor arrogantly: "If not, I'm afraid the city lord will not agree to go out to sea."
"… You are using Yao'er to put pressure on me, right? Didn't I tell you that Cheng Bai's life wouldn't be in danger? You don't believe me even if I, the city lord, guarantee it with my life."
"..." Cheng Li was silent for a while, pursed his lips and said: "City Lord... I don't disbelieve you, I just don't believe Cheng Bai. He grew up in Ning'an City and has never suffered any hardship. He has never participated in any activities that require risking his life. How could he possibly do this hunting of Hai Qiong... But he doesn't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is."
As he spoke, Cheng Li's face was filled with worry: "But no matter how bad he is, he is my only relative... I... I really can't let him go."
"..." Xi Ning paced back and forth for a while, and finally sighed heavily: "Forget it, I have already promised Yao'er, so I am not afraid to promise you another one. It's just that I can't leave the city yet, so you remember to watch Yao'er after you go out to sea, and don't let him leave the cabin. If anything happens to him, I will only ask you."
"Yes, thank you, City Lord." Cheng Li breathed a sigh of relief.
Inside Pan Shulin's room, the man was making tea. The tea was boiling, but he had no intention of paying attention to it. His eyes were always looking at the door, as if waiting for some news. Only when the servant came in did his face show a hint of expression.
He stood up and went to meet him.
"How about it?"
The attendant nodded to Pan Shulin and said, "Sir, it's done."
Pan Shulin breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the stool. Only then did he take the boiling kettle down and make a cup of tea.
Seeing this, the attendant leaned forward and whispered, "Sir, is it really okay for us to let Master Cheng take the responsibility of delivering the letter? If Xi Yao goes out to sea and something happens, Master Cheng might be suspected and punished."
"It's not Brother Bai who is being punished, so what's wrong with that?" Pan Shulin said indifferently.
"But he is Young Master Cheng's elder brother, and they have always had a deep brotherly relationship," said the attendant.
Pan Shulin said, "Brother Bai doesn't know that it was us who did it. Besides, Cheng Li volunteered. I told him when I met him just now that although this method can make the city lord agree to go to sea, Xi Yao will most likely go with him. If Xi Yao has any accident during the process, his position and even his life will be in danger. He said that as long as he can go to find Brother Bai, he is willing to bear the possible consequences."
"..." Didn't the young master say that this was the only way to get the city lord to agree to go out to sea to search for people? The attendant thought to himself, choking in his throat, and couldn't say the words.
Pan Shulin added: "Moreover, if Cheng Li is really punished for this, it would be best if he loses his position as the Martial Hall Master. In this way, his position will be taken by Brother Bai. I am now the Quanxiang Hall Master and he is the Martial Hall Master. We are even more well-matched... a perfect match made in heaven."
“…” The servant lowered his head in silence.
Pan Shulin put the empty cup of tea on the table and said, "Okay, go find my crooked brother Pan Yue, we should also set off."
"Yes." The servant responded and withdrew.
Watching the attendants leave, Pan Shulin raised the corners of his lips in a good mood.