"Bad guy, let go of Brother Feng!"
A half-grown boy hurled a rock at Le Yu. Le Yu simply twisted around, causing the boy's rock to strike the waist of the young man who had ambushed him. The young man coughed several times in pain.
"You can't escape, Jing Zhengwei."
From the moment Jing Zhengwei had needed to fire into the crowd to break through Cape Gate, Mr. Tie had known that this rebellion had definitely not been started by him. It was obvious that he could not control these rioting crowds.
On the contrary, he was one of the victims himself.
If the three mountains most hated by the people of Profound Candle Prefecture were turned into concepts, they would undoubtedly be the chairman of the Silver Blood Society, Duke Wanghai, and the commander of the Heyang Army.
Jing Zhengwei was the first name on the rioters' kill list.
That was also why Mr. Tie had so decisively brought down Cape Gate.
As long as he trapped Jing Zhengwei inside the Inner City,
everywhere his eyes fell would be filled with enemies.
"Everyone, this is Jing Zhengwei, the head of the Jing family who suppressed multiple worker protests, the current chairman of the Silver Blood Society, the accomplice who helped the Coastal Army plunder Profound Candle Prefecture!"
Mr. Tie stopped after making his point and said nothing more, because that was enough.
"That's right! I saw him on the street before. He's Jing Zhengwei!"
"We caught the chairman of the Silver Blood Society!"
"Don't let him off! Make him spit out the money the Coastal Army took!"
"That's right! The Silver Blood Society's treasure is all in his hands. Don't let him escape!"
Greed.
Rage.
Excitement.
All sorts of thoughts repeatedly took shape in everyone's hearts before finally turning