Wu Xu's mouth twitched, "This..."
The damaged must be compensated, and the medical fees must be paid too. Considering this is your first offense and you've been duped by others, just go back and take fifteen military sticks," Jiang Yichun said with a cold face.
Although Wu Xu was reluctant, he knew that fifteen military sticks were already halved; otherwise, it would have been thirty. He gave a signal to his men, and all of them thanked for the leniency together. Then Wu Xu handed over some silver to the injured guards and bent over to bow toward Bai Ruozhu, "Madam Jiang, I apologize for today's incident. Please don't take it to heart."
Bai Ruozhu said indifferently, "I won't. It would be best if you can keep that Zhou Buren in check—consider it a good deed for the locals."
Wu Xu slapped his thigh roughly, his face full of murderous intent as he roared, "Rest assured, I'll definitely discipline that brat when I get back."
