"The sea is often rough, and the distant road is fraught with hardships, I am well aware," said the officer.
On a carriage bearing the seal of the Imperial City Inspection Mansion, Lin Youxie spoke earnestly.
"If I happen to accidentally encounter some mishap, no matter how sudden the process, I have myriad ways to leave behind the truth. You know, my family has been Qing brand catchers for generations—it's inevitable to have some secretive methods at our disposal."
Jiang Wang, who was resting with his eyes closed, opened them with resignation: "...Lin, you worry too much. We have no grudges or enmity; I would not do such a thing."
Lin Youxie responded with a smile, "Currently, we have no grudges, but who can predict the future? I am just being cautious."
This type of polite smile, which picks no fault, can sometimes be quite annoying.
Jiang Wang remained silent for a while, then said, "Let us hope there will be no grudges."
