"He must be formidable," Wu Yang failed to understand Song Xiaoyue's thoughts. As someone who has always enjoyed showering girls with affection, he continued trying to please Song Xiaoyue. "That notorious thief once stole the governor's family heirloom. The governor was furious and sent half of his camp to hunt him down, but they didn't catch him. The thief's audacity only grew, and two months later, when the governor had calmed down, he stole another heirloom from the governor. This time, the governor was livid. He had a stroke that lasted a month, his mouth almost twisted!"
Wu Yang was merely repeating what he'd heard from others. These second-hand tales always tended to be exaggerated, and they became even more elaborate once he relayed them.
Listening to Wu Yang increased Song Xiaoyue's anxiety. "Won't Ye Ge be in great danger then? Why didn't father send more men with him? What if something happens to Ye Ge?"
