Walker Of The Worlds

Yuan Tu had many thoughts about what would happen today, but being imprisoned was not one of them. Looking at the direction the day was heading, it seemed like that would become reality soon enough.

Yuan Tu had been holding his breath in dread of the judgment that was about to come.

Li Peng declared,

"Yuan Tu. You have falsely accused Lin Mu of theft, and have attacked him along with other peasants which were also incited by you. You have but one chance to speak in your defense."

"I… I… I'm innocent, Sir Supervisor. I was only trying to protect the mayor's property and not let the boy steal any spirit apples."

"I yelled at him because he came back to the town when you exiled him Sir, and attacked him so he would learn his lesson and not come back."

Li Peng raised his eyebrows and stated,

"I never said I exiled him, did I? I had him thrown out of the town, but he was not explicitly exiled. His punishment was for his property to be confiscated, and be thrown out of the town by the guards, not exile."

"But... but Sir Supervisor, I thought you meant to exile the boy when you threw him out... I just assumed."

With an amused tone, Li Peng spoke,

"Oh? Since when can mere peasants assume the judgments of officials? Hmm, have you lost sight of your standing?"

Yuan Tu's back was covered in a cold sweat, once again, upon hearing the supervisor's words. Yuan Tu could not speak, feeling as if there was a lump stuck inside his throat.

Looking at the frozen face of Yuan Tu, Li Peng continued,

"Well then that settles it, now hear your crime."

"Yuan Tu was found to be guilty of falsely accusing Lin Mu of theft, inciting a crowd to attack Lin Mu, and delaying the process of harvest - which was of the utmost importance."

"I order Yuan Tu to receive twenty lashes and to be imprisoned for a month."

"Guards, take him away."

the supervisor's orders, the guards promptly held Yuan Tu, who had a dumbstruck expression, and

a little surprised at hearing the supervisor's judgment. He had intended to only save himself from false accusations, but did not expect for Yuan Tu to be punished instead. He turned to the three mercenaries, not knowing why they would change their stance so fast on seeing the plate which Li Peng had shown them. Still, he was joyful that they

Li Peng shifted his gaze towards the peasants that were standing around. Gathering strength in his voice, the supervisor

GET BACK TO WORK IF YOU DON'T WANT TO BE PUNISHED

their work, no longer having any intention

the work here." Li Peng said to a guard, who then dashed

in a gesture of thanks and walked away towards the mercenary caravan,

robes with patches all over - showing the age of the garment. The boy had a skinny physique, seemingly because

your presence will only further disturb the

Peng's voice, Lin Mu, who was looking

justice

went back to his work, not wanting to linger here anymore. Seeing the supervisor walking away, Lin Mu thanked his stars for surviving this

the boy approaching them, the mercenaries had puzzled expressions. Lin Mu faced the three mercenaries who were standing

and helping me prove my innocence, kind

puzzled expression resolved and the mercenary who had talked to Lin

of us by that official,

the gesture, Lin Mu nodded his head and walked away. He did not want to waste any more

the ledger. Reaching for the teapot that was kept on the side table, he poured himself a cup. He downed the tea in one go. Finding it to be cold, he realized it had been sitting there since before he went to solve

completing the harvest in time gave him a headache. 'I wonder if I should have asked for people from other towns and villages to help out in harvesting. Even if we increase the work hours, we would be cutting it close to the deadline

by the boy named Lin Mu made him feel even more helpless. The loss had been more than he expected. Once he received the actual invoice for the loss of the spirit apples, he had almost lost his temper. He had wanted to fine the peasants even more, but knew that he could not as

population to it. If any more people died, the harvest next year would be even poorer than this year's - as there would not be enough people to

Peng clapped his hands to call a servant. No sooner than a few seconds did the door open as a servant

of this

the harvest

quota for today should be

in

the other servants to set up torches in the orchards. The working hours will be extended by three hours from today so as to speed up

say. Anything else you

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sir. I'll call