Tai'an Minor Spirit Realm.
Qinglin City.
The few Ghost Fire Youths who had just tried to dominate the streets on Flying Cars stood in a trembling line, every one of them pale with fright.
The sight formed an extremely stark contrast with their earlier arrogance.
The tall youth who had shouted, "My dad is a Patrol Officer," was filled with terror. His body swayed unsteadily, as though he might faint at any moment.
A burly middle-aged Patrol Officer glared fixedly at the tall youth with an expression so fierce it looked as if he wanted to devour him alive.
Obviously.
The victim of this father-screwing incident was this very Patrol Officer.
Nearby.
Liu Yidao, the newly appointed chief of the city's Patrol Department, was red-faced and thick-necked as he unleashed a torrent of abuse at a Squad Leader.
No.
"Torrent of abuse" was not enough to describe the brutality of the scene.
A more accurate description would be—a furious, storm-like tirade.
"The Vice Palace Master took his fiancée out for a little stroll around the city, and you caused me such a colossal mess.
"Do you fucking understand that if Vice Palace Master Cheng is even the slightest bit unhappy, every official in the Patrol Department, from top to bottom, will be replaced? How the fuck did I end up with a useless Squad Leader like you? You can't even manage your own men! Fuck your whole department's family assholes..."
The poor Squad Leader was sprayed with abuse until he could not lift his head. He was drenched in sweat, yet he did not dare raise a hand to wipe it away.
Several Spirit Mastiffs sitting nearby heard the repeated mention of "assholes," exchanged terrified looks, and instinctively tucked in their rear ends.
Chief Liu paused to catch his breath