Seeing her return, Pang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief. He strode over and knelt on the ground.
"Reporting, General! The traitors have all been apprehended!"
Pausing for a moment, Pang Xuan's face flushed with shame. "I have been incompetent. I failed to detect the villains in town in time, causing you trouble, General. I await your punishment!"
Seeing this, the surrounding soldiers also knelt down.
Only the dozen or so masked soldiers who had made a move earlier were bound and thrown to the side.
Xiao Jinghong swept her gaze over them and said coolly, "Your merits and demerits cancel each other out. Rise."
Pang Xuan glanced up at her and offered a hesitant "Thank you." After he stood, his face still bore a trace of shame.
The other soldiers rose as well.
Xiao Jinghong, of course, paid no mind to their feelings. Her gaze fell upon the dozen or so traitors who had come to burn the summer grain, and she commanded:
