Perhaps this man in front of him was too much to his taste that Yuwen Tong’s usually cold and serious face turned soft as he looked at Ling Zhang.

“I’ll tell you later, because this is not a good place for that,” Yuwen Tong said.

‘That is so great. I don’t want to know your name. It would be best if you never told me that,’ Ling Zhang thought quickly.

The herb farmers had been rescued. The patrols were on their knees and dared not to move. At the moment their crisis had been lifted, but Yuwen Tong turned to the people of Jiang’s Herbs as it seemed they were the only ones who had nothing to do with this matter.

The shopkeeper was a smart guy and knew that he should leave when he met Yuwen Tong’s eyes. Although he didn’t know who this man in front of him was, he knew that this man must hold some noble status. The shopkeeper bowed respectfully and said to Ling Zhang, “Young Master, I still have some things to deal with in my shop, then I should go now.”

Hearing the shopkeeper’s words, Ling Zhang soon regained his mind from scolding Yuwen Tong inwardly. He replied immediately, “Thank you for your sincere help. I will visit you to express my thanks when I get back to Tanyang.”

“Don’t mention it, Young master. We have cooperated for many years, and we suppose to help each other,” the shopkeeper said. They parted after a few pleasantries.

Although Ling Zhang didn’t want to stay here, he knew that the man (maybe Yuwen Tong) in front of him had helped him solve the dilemma. So he couldn’t leave right away. However, he recalled that the man didn’t want to reveal his identity just now...

He thought for a while then turned to the guards behind him and said, “Please escort them back.”

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The guards first looked at the herb farmers, and then at Ling Zhang and Yuwen Tong before asking, “Do you need a few guards to be with you, Young Master?”

“No, go back to the village, all of you. I will catch up with you later,” Ling Zhang said after taking a deep breath.

There wasn't much that the guards could do even if they stayed. Their presence made no difference before these men in black.

Yuwen Tong felt a little surprised. He didn’t expect that Ling Zhang would believe him so soon.

“You sure you don’t need to keep some guards by your side?” Yuwen Tong asked.

Ling Zhang looked at him and asked, “May I ask if you are the honorable guest who came to my family this morning?”

Since Ling Zhang had already guessed it, Yuwen Tong didn’t conceal it. “Correct.”

Ling Zhang had already confirmed the identity of this man. No wonder his grandfather wanted him back in such a hurry.

“Since you are the guest of my family, then I choose to believe you. Thank you for helping me out of the trouble,” Ling Zhang said. Although he didn't like Yuwen family or Yuwen Tong, the fact remained that Yuwen Tong had done him a favor just now. Like it or not, a favor was a favor, and Ling Zhang would not use his personal dislike of Yuwen Tong as an excuse to deny his act of kindness.

Yuwen Tong arched his eyebrow and said, “How did you mess with the Prefecture Guard?”

Although Yuwen Tong had already heard it from the Ling Family’s butler, he still wanted to hear what Ling Zhang would say.

Ling Zhang looked at the guards, who nodded before they escorted the farmers back to the Herb Farm.

Ling Zhang said, “I have some conflicts with them.”

What happened among him, Jia Family and Zhang Chong was well known in Tanyang. So he didn’t have to hide this fact.

However, he was unwilling to explain to Yuwen Tong about the matter. Ling Zhang was a man who knew the boundary between a personal grudge and a gracious act of kindness. But he had not yet forgotten the personal grudge between himself and Yuwen Tong.

Therefore, he explained nothing after that short sentence.

Ling Zhang’s face turned cold, which confused Yuwen Tong. ‘What happened? Why do I get the feeling that he is somewhat hostile to me?’ Next chapter -> I Didn’t Agree to Break Off the Engagement