Upon hearing the words "Zhenfusi," the pawnbroker’s legs turned to jelly, and he collapsed to the floor. The Zhenfusi represented imperial authority; even a prince of the blood or a member of the royal clan would hesitate to provoke them, let alone a lowly merchant.
Trembling as he knelt on the ground, he begged for mercy: "Small... small fry like me didn't recognize your greatness. Please, oh great lords, have mercy."
Wang Zhong, a Thousand-Man Commander of the Brocade Guard, smiled faintly. "Mercy can be arranged. You have one quarter of an hour to bring Chen Caiyi here. Otherwise..."
Chapter 601