Outside the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, Quicksand Gang members glared viciously at the Town Pacification Office constables not far away, forming a tense standoff.
Unlike other cities, the White Stone Town Pacification Office had lost its authority over the years, and these gang members held little reverence for it.
"Every last one of them deserves to die!"
Within the Town Pacification Office ranks, a constable leader muttered angrily.
"That's right! I'd love nothing more than to kill them!"
Another constable leader beside him chimed in.
The other constable leaders and constables felt the same. These gang scoundrels preyed upon the countryside and terrorized the people, committing every kind of evil and severely disrupting order in White Stone City. Every person before them counted as one—every last one deserved death!
But—
What could they do, even if they deserved to die!?
The Town Pacification Office was weak; everyone knew that. If they flipped the table and wiped out the Quicksand Gang in one sweep, then, with the rabbit dead and the fox grieving, the other forces would only band together more tightly. The balance Commander Feng had barely managed to maintain would shatter completely. What would become of the Town Pacification Office afterward!?
They were no longer young men fresh out of the gate. The determination to charge ahead without looking back had long since been worn away by one concession after another.
Watching the Quicksand Gang members across from them swagger arrogantly, clearly not taking them seriously at all, the Town Pacification Office constables and constable leaders ground their teeth in hatred, yet dared not voice their anger!
Bang!
A sudden commotion came from inside the Drunken Immortal Pavilion.
"What's going on!?"
The constables and gang members outside reacted swiftly, every gaze fixed on the top floor of the Drunken Immortal