Zuo Qingcheng had just... died!
Everyone stared at Lin Shuguang's back in terror, while the members of Qingcheng Villa were all arrested by the Special Management Bureau personnel who rushed in afterward.
No one in the Explosive Fist Sect had recovered from their shock. Ma Weiqiu helped Ma Lie up. "Dad, you're hurt. Let me take you to get treated."
"I know my own condition. It's an old problem." Ma Lie waved her off, his gaze turning to Lin Shuguang's back. "Do you know him?" he asked hoarsely.
If Lin Shuguang hadn't appeared, he would have died here today, and his daughter would most likely have come to harm as well.
The hair over Ma Weiqiu's forehead was still somewhat disheveled. At her father's question, she naturally recalled how, just a few minutes earlier, Lin Shuguang had smashed through the gates of the Southwest Courtyard and rescued her from Zuo He's clutches with extreme ferocity and brutality.
She had never imagined that the Special Management Bureau had someone as savage as Lin Shuguang. Even as his colleague, she found him terrifying.
Only after Ma Lie called her several times did Ma Weiqiu come to her senses. Her identity as an intelligence operative could not be exposed, so she said quietly, "I don't know him. Zuo Qingcheng committed so many crimes that he brought the Special Management Bureau down on himself. This is what happens when you keep doing evil-you bring about your own destruction. Let's leave the rest alone. Dad, let's go."
Ma Lie sighed. "Let's go."
That night, news spread that Qingcheng Villa had been shut down. A major local power had been shut down without a sound... Such fearsome power inevitably made quite a few people feel the iron-fisted methods Great Xia's law enforcement authorities had displayed in