Screams rang out without end. The women nearby were in a wretched state, sprawled on the ground, while Patriarch Hao and the other man were likewise dusty and disheveled, utterly bedraggled.
Everyone present had heard Gu Yang's words—"How dare you bully my father"—loud and clear.
Clearly, this whole affair had once again been caused by Hao Ren, the Second Young Master Hao, who had already fainted.
But this time was different from before. Hao Ren had kicked an iron plate.
Yet even if they knew that was the reason, someone had come all the way to their doorstep and started beating them. Could they really just drop to their knees and beg for mercy?
Watching Gu Yang turn back to look at him again, Hao Lie could only continue, "You should be a disciple of the Martial Academy, shouldn't you? Trespassing into a private residence and attacking so viciously—is this how the Martial Academy teaches its disciples to conduct themselves? I am Hao Lie, constable chief of the Wan City Yamen. Leave at once, and I will pretend none of this happened today!"
His tone was stern, but his gaze kept darting away. Gu Yang saw through his outward fierceness and inward weakness at a glance.
He could not win, so he wanted to use his position to crush others?
The corner of Gu Yang's mouth curled up in a disdainful smile, and he charged forward again.
What using power to crush others? Beat him first and talk later.
Though the chief culprit had already been "executed," the foul breath in his chest had yet to be fully vented. Naturally, he would not stop here.
Today, never mind Hao Lie waving his Government Office position around like a tiger's hide—he would still beat him first even if Hao Lie brought