The young beggar froze. *Su Qianze?*
In all his years, this was the first time he had been given such a formal name, and he found it somewhat disorienting. At the same time, a strange, indescribable feeling stirred in his heart. Still, a look of joy broke across his face, and he accepted it with a smile.
Su Jinhuan smiled back. The art of governance lies in balancing kindness with severity. The deed of sale he had just signed was the severity; the Su family name was the kindness. The young beggar—no, Su Qianze—understood this principle. Now, that same principle was being applied to him.
Chapter 34