In Yancheng, as Feng Changqing sent people to issue a notice, all kinds of evil spirits were terrified. Everyone knew that the cold-faced judge was cruel and ruthless. To offend Feng Changqing was no different from offending the King of Hell. As long as one was making a living in Yancheng, no one could ignore this Judge Feng.
In Jin Man Tang, the usually bustling gamblers were gone, replaced by wealthy Tang merchants and wanderers who were still staying in Yancheng.
Li Xianke looked at the desperate criminals from all over the country sitting below him, his face showing a serious expression. He was the owner of the travel camp in the city and the leader of the Tang merchants. However, with his status, he no longer needed to manage any business. The income from the gambling house alone was enough to make him a fortune.
What's more, his gambling house is one of the largest stolen goods selling dens in Yancheng. Many of the desperate criminals here are well-known thieves and bandits in the desert.
"Captain Li, you and Judge Feng have a history. What exactly is Judge Feng trying to do by making such a fuss this time?"
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