"Are you warning me?" The painter raised an eyebrow and asked back.
"I am reasoning with you," King Xishan said, "Let's leave today's matter as it is, but similar incidents should occur less frequently in the future. As they say, the meat-eaters are shortsighted, the big shots of Mingjiang Prefecture are used to being high and mighty, do they understand the nuances of governing the rural Shadow Hall?"
"To be honest, your reasoning is quite right, and I completely agree."
The painter said, "According to the ancient records of the Bone Elder Association, in the past three hundred years, the Lord of the Shadow Hall in Mingjiang Prefecture has been replaced several times, with a total of five appointments. The longest-serving one was you, King Xishan.
You've managed quite well; under your rule, these dozen self-governing Shadow Halls have not caused any turmoil and have coexisted peacefully with Mingjiang Prefecture City.
