Tie Lin patted Wang Anfeng on the shoulder and, uncharacteristically, said something along the lines of a good deduction. He then leaped into the air, closely following Wuxin, and took off in big strides. Wang Anfeng exhaled a harsh breath, since the tense situation had just passed, and there were actually fine beads of sweat on his forehead.
He looked up at the north, ignoring the shopkeeper's curses, landed on the roof of the inn, and bolted, following the two government enforcers. He had planned to search on his own after leaving Xingde District, but changed his mind after seeing Wuxin bring out a complete map of Liangzhou's district market.
In the entire world, there were only twenty-eight Capital City enforcers, corresponding to the twenty-eight constellations. If one retired, another would join in, but there never was a twenty-ninth.
