GS 32: A Private Conversation

“What’s this for? This Marquis caught you at the door of a prostitutes’ land, so the Flying Dragon Guard has to kill the witnesses to keep them quiet?”

Fu Shen had been towed by him into an uninhabited alley, and, without worry, was using his folding fan to hook the other’s chin like a lecher. Yan Xiaohan allowed his frivolity, staring at him as he spoke. “The killing doesn’t matter, but keeping you quiet does.”