How Am I Supposed to Do My Job If All of You Are So F***ed Up

Ren Baqian walked unhurriedly out of the Honglu Bureau with Xiong Pi and the big fellow named Gan Gu in tow. Although he looked like he was having a relaxed stroll, Ren Baqian's mind buzzed with thoughts on how to settle the issue.

These guys were after all here to present gifts to the empress. It would not reflect well on him if they continued to fight in private. Inadequately addressing this fighting issue would leave him looking incompetent and the fighting might escalate.

The Honglu Bureau was not very far from the relay station. One only had to take a bend after exiting the bureau to reach it.

Ren Baqian could see the large crowd from a distance. Cries and cheers could also be heard.

The circle of onlookers were mainly made up of Dayao's citizens. These burly men who had nothing better to do had transformed into an audience for this street performance, cheering and clapping away.