"I owe my position today to your patronage, Director. You treat me like a brother, and I am forever a soldier under your command," Yang Xiao said as he took the tea offered by Nalan Shuo, holding it with both hands. Both his expression and tone were impeccably tactful.
"That's what I like about you, kid. You're dependable," Nalan Shuo chuckled, sipping his tea.
Yang Xiao also took a small sip, then set down the tea cup and tentatively asked, "Director, did you want to see me for something?"
"It's a small matter. I heard you've apprehended someone. If it's nothing serious, let him go," Nalan Shuo said, looking at Yang Xiao.
Hearing this, Yang Xiao was somewhat surprised. He had reviewed the man's file and calling him a petty thief would have been an overstatement; no criminal record, no factional backing, merely a nobody. Such an insignificant figure hardly seemed worth Nalan Shuo's intervention.
