Lin Xiao clenched his fists tightly. "Brother, if you have official business, please make it clear. Don't be so cryptic. There are so many Kyoto Guards here at the horse farm. Who would lie? Or you could question them one by one."
Zhang Boxin was of the same mind. At the very least, they needed to know Lin Cheng's purpose for coming. "Lin Xiao is right. At home, you are his elder brother, but outside, you are with the Forbidden Army, and we are with the Kyoto Guard. We each stay in our own lane. This is the Capital Suburb Horse Farm, not the Forbidden Army Training Ground. If you have official business, Commander Lin, make it clear so that we can cooperate."
The young marquis had left the Capital for several days, his fate uncertain, and ordered them to keep their movements concealed. If anything went wrong, he would resolve it. Zhang Boxin and Lin Xiao felt unsure, but having followed Xie Xun for this time, they understood one principle: military orders are absolute.
