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In a Garrison Camp in Jiangbei Yancheng, the commander had been skimming off the military funds. Recently, he received a batch of weapons and decided to sell them all for his own gain. After all, the Rebel Party was fierce, and even with new weapons, they would struggle to resist.
The buyer was Xu Deshan. He initially planned to transport the weapons to Tiandu and then secretly ship them to Jinling City, where he could make a substantial profit. However, he unexpectedly encountered the secret guards of the Royal Confidential Office.
Zhao Fu clasped his fists together and said, "Brother Su, we are all on the same side here. Your Director Wang and our elder Xu are friends. We shouldn't complicate things between family. Just tell me how much silver you want."
"I don't want silver; I need to inspect the goods," Su Han replied leisurely. "It's my duty, and I have no choice. Please make it convenient for us; if there are no prohibited items, we will leave immediately." As he spoke, his eyes scanned the crowd around him.
To his left stood a man nearing forty, with neatly trimmed nails and brand new shoes. Such a clean individual was usually calm and not someone he needed to worry about.
Zhao Fu showed no signs of yielding. "I've already told you whose goods these are. If this escalates, it won't look good for anyone."
Su Han feigned disinterest. "At the Royal Confidential Office, we never show favoritism; we only adhere to the law."
One of the men holding a Short Flintlock had a fierce expression, yet he hadn't even cocked the trigger and his hand trembled slightly. He was scared and timid—definitely not someone Su Han was looking for.
"Are you refusing to cooperate?" Zhao Fu's face darkened. "In Tiandu territory, we see each other every day..."
Su Han wasn't interested in listening to what Zhao Fu had to say. It was him! Yes, that person! In his thirties, holding a dagger. There was a bruise on his left eye as if he had just been in a fight; his shirt was torn at the hem, indicating he had rushed here without changing clothes. On the back of his right hand was a fresh scar that had just scabbed over, resembling a knife wound.
The old wounds had not yet healed, and he was already getting into fights again, his temperament undoubtedly impatient. With dark circles under his eyes and a yawn escaping his lips, it was clear he hadn’t changed his clothes since he had been out all night, rushing back only when it was time to carry out the mission. Moreover, from the torn part of his waist, a fragrant pouch peeked out.
The person I was looking for was him!
Su Han suddenly pointed at the man. “What’s your name?”
The man was taken aback. “Me? Wang Erhu, what’s it to you?”
Zhao Fu felt puzzled as well. Did they know each other?
“You, come here.”
Su Han waved at Wang Erhu. “I was just thinking, since this is elder Xu ’s goods, I really can’t afford to offend him. Never mind, I’ll just have a word with Brother Wang here and then be on my way.”
Zhao Fu sneered. A scheme of deception? He had heard stories of the Three Kingdoms; wasn’t this the same trick Cao Cao used against Ma Chao through Han Sui back in the day? Kid, you’re too green to play games with me.
He casually said, “Erhu, go see what Captain Su wants to say to you.”
Wang Erhu was filled with confusion. Who was this person? He didn’t recognize him at all. He walked up to Su Han.
As Su Han leaned in closer and glanced at his waist, he suddenly whispered a few words into Wang Erhu’s ear.
Wang Erhu’s expression changed drastically. Once Su Han finished his last sentence, he erupted in fury, shouting: “I’ll fuck your ancestors!”
With a swift motion, he drew a knife and lunged at Su Han!
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