The old man was bruised all over, his breath weak, his body covered in dirt, evidently dragged here by Gu Feng.
Gu Feng bowed slightly and said, "On the day the magistrate entered the city, he had tea at this old man's stall. To our surprise, this wretched man dared to steal the magistrate's silver!" He took out a blood-stained half piece of silver ingot, weighing it in his hand. "Our brothers from the Qingxian Society had to beat him for a long time before he gave up the silver, recovering the magistrate's loss."
Lu Xuan looked at him without a word.
"This man is full of lies, claiming the silver ingot was given to him by you, the magistrate. Can you believe he said a high-ranking official like you would give silver to a lowly commoner? Isn't it a ridiculous lie?" Gu Feng said with a sneer, "I ask the magistrate to order this man to be punished according to the law."
