It seemed the business of suppressing the bandits was indeed troublesome. Ordinarily, Yin Xun would pester Ming Li incessantly, but this time, aside from the night they arrived, she had not seen a trace of him for several days.
However, when they were packing up to depart, she caught sight of him. He looked as though he had pulled an all-nighter; his under-eyes were bruised with dark circles, and he appeared so listless he might shuffle off this mortal coil at any moment.
Prefect Liu, standing nearby, was so frightened that he inquired after his health seven or eight times in less than the time it took for a stick of incense to burn, terrified that the man might die in the saddle the next second.
Chapter 16