The Brocade Guards at the North Town Governor's Office, the Prison of the Imperial Decree.
In one of the rooms of the prison, Jiang Bin was sitting resolutely on a chair.
"Those people have been imprisoned, sir, do you have any other orders?" Lin Qingyi was standing dutifully in front of him,
"You did a good job this time, the reward you deserve will not be subtracted." Jiang Bin complimented.
Lin Qingyi quickly responded, "It's all thanks to your superior leadership, otherwise I wouldn't have had this opportunity."
Even though he was anticipating the reward, it was necessary to say these words as a formality.
Jiang Bin smiled, "I am not the type to gripe about things, since you fulfilled your duties, you naturally deserve a reward."
"Thank you, sir!" Lin Qingyi knelt half way down, "I am willing to serve you with my life."
Jiang Bin waved his hand, "I don't need your life, you should visit the Martial Academy more frequently and maintain good relations with Pei Xuanjing."
