The next day, just as everyone anticipated, Anxiang Zheng withdrew the government soldiers outside the inn and paid a visit himself. Unlike last time, he was much more humble and wouldn't even dare look Luo'er in the eyes, seeming quite unsure of himself.
"Since the Saint entered Guyi, there's been unrest in the city. As the governor, I'm indeed partly to blame. I had to dispatch soldiers to protect the Saint, leading to a misunderstanding. I ask for your forgiveness for my incompetence."
Facing Luo'er, Anxiang Zheng bowed and clasped his hands, speaking very humbly.
"The unrest in the city has many causes and cannot be entirely blamed on the Manor Lord. In fact, it's a fault of inaction," Luo'er said calmly.
"No, no, it's my incompetence, causing distress to the Saint," Anxiang Zheng replied.
"I have no intention of meddling in city affairs. Since the crisis is over, can we leave Guyi and continue northwards?" Luo'er asked.
