Shen Zhui and Zhao Hu's expressions darkened at the sight of this scene.
The little boy was near tears. Shen Zhui patted his head and smiled at him.
"Don't cry. We're not going to hit you or take your money. But we need to keep the letters. Here's some money for you to go home quickly, don't go outside the city again."
"Yes." The little boy nodded repeatedly.
Once the boy had left, Shen Zhui broke open the letters in his hand, and after a while, handed them over to Zhao Hu.
"A total of seven letters, all from people in the county government, from all ranks, Third-Rank to Ninth Rank. According to the boy's description, he's not the only messenger. I fear all those with some significance in this county government have received these threatening and enticing letters."
"Hmph, such petty tricks. These big families, they just keep using the same old methods over and over again." Zhao Hu snorted contemptuously.