The four were taken aback and then realized:
"We were just discussing why an Arrest Officer had to be parachuted in, turns out, sir, you're hiding your identity."
Immediately, recalling their recent actions, they began to feel anxious again.
Hou Renmeng stammered, putting away the knife on the table:
"I'm a coward, I'm a coward."
Zhao Douan withdrew his gaze from him and looked at Qian Kerou:
"Pear, can I eat it?"
The little secretary's cheeks flushed red, and she quickly offered the hidden pear with both hands, a bit tearful and with reddened eyes said:
"If sir wants to eat, I'll go pick some right away."
Zheng Laojiu sighed and said:
"The first batch of ripe pears all rotted, and when we wanted to eat them, Little Rou stopped us, saying we should wait for sir to return triumphantly."
Zhao Douan felt a warmth in his heart, the people of the Lihua Hall were his first batch of loyal subordinates who had been with him through life and death on many assignments.
