However, for now, all he could do was let things drag on.
The Flying Horse Thieves were said to have more than one master of Hidden Strength, making them incredibly powerful. Still, bandit forces even stronger than them had been wiped out by the Court before.
Yang Jing reckoned that once the Court had its hands free and truly made up its mind, wiping out the Flying Horse Thieves shouldn't be difficult.
When the merchant caravan's carriage arrived at the Liu Family Medical Hall, the hall's old steward was already waiting at the entrance.
Once the handover was complete, the old steward handed Yang Jing a heavy coin purse. "Young Hero Yang, thank you for your hard work. Here is your payment of ten taels of silver. Please, take it. It's standard procedure."
Yang Jing smiled and took the coin purse, weighing it in his hand before nodding. "Thank you."
