"Supervision Department. Cui Jian."
Li Kefeng chewed on the name, his eyes flickering with the glint of blades and swords.
After Cui Zhao Ren's death, the supervision system had been reorganized. Cui Jian was one of the three newly appointed Chief Historians of the Xifeng Empire's king, Chu Xianda.
Although he was nominally a Chief Historian, there was no Seal Historian above him. Thus, deeply favored by the king, Cui Jian wielded towering authority. Recently, he had frequently led the claws of the Supervision Department in stirring up trouble, arresting and prosecuting countless direct descendants of the Lu family, as well as officials close to the Lus.
Recently, the people of Tiandu had been panic-stricken, seeing danger in every bush and tree. The flames of war between the Cui and Lu families were growing fiercer, and a great battle was on the verge of erupting.
Therefore, when Li Kefeng, a staunch direct descendant of the Lu family, saw Cui Jian, he naturally felt no joy.
"The City Patrol Division received a report that people were fighting in the main street. At the Son of Heaven's feet, committing such a crime is truly hateful and deserving of death. The City Patrol Division is carrying out its duty. May I ask why Chief Historian Cui has brought men to intercept us?" Li Kefeng gripped his long sword and shouted sharply.
A contemptuous smile hung on Cui Jian's face. He let the falling snow whiten his temples and said coldly, "What a coincidence. The Supervision Department is investigating a case ahead and arresting an important criminal wanted by the court. To prevent anyone from taking the criminal away, we can only seal off this area. This road is blocked. General Li, you should find another route."
Li Kefeng's face was full of anger.