"You two have been getting on with your duties smoothly lately, haven’t you?"
In the evening, Xiao Yeyang walked out of the Jinling Guard Office together with Yan Wentao and Yan Wenkai.
Ever since returning to Beijing, Yan Wentao and Yan Wenkai were no longer working under Xiao Yeyang. Xue Xiang had reassigned them with new tasks, and now both could stand on their own.
Yan Wenkai chuckled, "Don’t worry, everything’s going fine."
Without following Yeyang, though they no longer had the previous conveniences, and from time to time some who refused to accept their authority would pop up, both he and his third brother had taught them using their fists how to behave properly.
Xiao Yeyang nodded his head. "That’s good to hear. Speak up if you encounter any difficulties. The Jinling Guard is not without its cracks. Be more cautious in the future and, if you can, report directly to the Commander and skip going through others."
Yan Wenkai ’hmmed’ in agreement, secretly glad that he and his third brother had their own confidants groomed in Zhongzhou and the Northern Frontier; otherwise, in Beijing, many of their tasks would be difficult to carry out.
Yan Wentao noticed the furrowed brow of Xiao Yeyang and asked, "Are there really members of the Eight Princes Party still active?"
Xiao Yeyang gave a nod.
Yan Wentao frowned. "That shouldn’t be, the body of the Eighth Prince was personally inspected by the Commander, and we were there too, it couldn’t have been faked. Since the Eighth Prince is already dead, who would continue to take orders from a dead man?"
Xiao Yeyang’s eyes darkened, and he said somberly, "The Eighth Prince is dead, but his son is still alive."
Yan Wentao and Yan Wenkai both paused for a moment.
Xiao Yeyang’s eyes narrowed slightly. "Although Xiao Yechi was forced by us to flee into the swamp, whether he is dead or alive, nobody can confirm."
Yan Wenkai scowled. "But didn’t the local herdsmen say that the swamp was a place of no return, and anyone who entered it never came out alive?"
Xiao Yeyang: "...how can things in this world be so absolute? There’s always a chance."
Hearing this, Yan Wentao and Yan Wenkai fell silent.
After a while, Yan Wenkai, seeing that Xiao Yeyang was still following them, couldn’t help saying, "Are you going to my house for dinner again?"
Xiao Yeyang glanced sideways at him. "Are you not welcoming me?"
Yan Wenkai shrugged. "How would I dare?"
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