However, Lu Changsheng didn't scrutinize it closely. He put away the manual and casually said, "Do you have ten thousand taels of silver notes?"
He didn't want to carry gold, which would be very inconvenient.
"Of course."
Li Mu provided Lu Changsheng with silver notes.
Afterward, Lu Changsheng left the yamen.
As he departed, one of the yamen attendants cautiously asked, "My Lord, did this Hero Zhuang truly kill the Great Desert's Thirteen Riders?"
"Hmph, the curved knives are right here; how could they be fake?"
"But your doubts make sense. Be cautious. Send someone to verify the Thirteen Riders of the Great Desert's bandit stronghold now. If you do find the bodies of the Thirteen Riders, bring them all back. Make a big display of it so everyone in Nanyang City knows!"
Li Mu's eyes sparkled with cunning.
With the death of the Great Desert's Thirteen Riders, his crisis was resolved.