Huaisang lets him skim over the letter without much concern. He wouldn't have held it out if it was anything more than what was already known.

Returning the letter to its place on his desk, Huaisang takes his fan back out to play with it. "Safe to say you need a better employer."

Turning his attention to one of his aides, Huaisang nods. "Take him to be bathed and dressed. Then you may take him to the Nie Clan private library while he waits. Please have him treated like a guest as long as he acts like one. He need not be an honored guest, but the rank of mercenary general is respectable enough."

Obvious surprise flickers over the face of the addressed bureaucrat, but he recovers very quickly, stepping forward with a bow. "This way, sir."