Almost in an instant, all thirteen subordinate officials of the Western Patrol Envoy Department present, including Internal Affairs Supervisorate Deputy Supervisor Ma Wanjin, unleashed their most ferocious attacks at Ye Zhen.
Of the thirteen subordinate officials before him, the weakest was at the peak of the ninth level of the Spirit-Connecting Realm—and there was only one such person.
Everyone else was a martial artist at the early or middle stages of the Mystic Palace Realm. Moreover, those who could become subordinate officials of the Western Patrol Envoy Department possessed not only considerable ability, but formidable—even outstanding—cultivation and combat strength.
The thirteen subordinate officials of the Western Patrol Envoy Department had attacked Ye Zhen with all their strength for only one purpose—to kill him!
Ye Zhen reacted in a flash.
The bottom line of these people from the Western Patrol Envoy Department was even lower than he had imagined. They were even more shameless than he had imagined. They simply wanted him dead!
And this had definitely been premeditated!
Ye Zhen estimated that the Western Patrol Envoy Department had discussed this countless times before he arrived.
Although Ma Wanjin had warned him earlier, Ye Zhen had not paid it much heed. He had underestimated the shamelessness of this backwater Western Patrol Envoy Department.
Thinking back on it now, once Ye Zhen was dead, the reasons and outcome would naturally be written by the victors.
When the time came, they could charge him with disrespecting his superiors, roaring in the official hall, and the like. Witnesses would be plentiful as weeds!
The instant he understood this, Ye Zhen immediately realized that he stood at an incomparably dangerous juncture.
If he made the slightest mistake in his response now, he might well die without even a burial place.
In an instant, Ye Zhen's