"Mr. Zheng, Zhao Hu and I were implicated by Chen Ping'an, which is why we couldn't collect the donation silver. As for Constable Zheng, please put in a good word for us!"
Cheng Yuan looked at Zheng Shiyong with a fawning expression. Beside him, Zhao Hu quickly chimed in with agreement.
"Of course, of course." Zheng Shiyong was in an excellent mood.
'This morning, Chen Ping'an had spoken offensively and with a harsh tone in front of so many constables, thoroughly offending his uncle, Constable Zheng. Chen Ping'an's days in Nanquan Lane were numbered!'
With what happened this morning, anything Constable Zheng did to Chen Ping'an would be within the unspoken rules.
'The person who had been a thorn in his side for so long was finally going to be dealt with!'
Putting everything else aside, the matter of the donation silver alone was enough for his uncle to make Chen Ping'an suffer.
