County Governor's Office.
Lan Qianrong sat imperiously in the county magistrate's throne, toying with a pen in her hand. Her gaze, full of coldness and mockery, never strayed from Zeng Changyun and Ding Biao who stood before the desk, causing a chill to run down both their spines.
After a while, Lan Qianrong finally spoke.
"You two know very well the things you did with Zhang Kuisan, I haven't forgotten a single detail."
"The things you did to me while with Zhang Kuisan, I understand even better."
"Logically, I should deal with you harshly. Even if I don't make you pack your bags and leave, at the very least, your lives shouldn't be comfortable."
"However, I also realize that not everything you did with Zhang Kuisan was willingly; perhaps you were simply coerced."
"Regardless, times have changed, and there are some matters I am willing to not dwell on too much."
"But, make no mistake, I, Lan Qianrong, will not tolerate any deceit. You should be well aware of what to do."
