Guan Quan smiled without warmth. "Brother Zhong, that's not an objective way to put it. You're the Head of the Anti-Theft Department, and you saw someone beat your clerk right in front of you, yet you turned a blind eye. Are you letting this go simply because he was once your superior and holds Official Status? If so, then what becomes of the laws and principles of our august court? What becomes of its laws and regulations?"
Zhong Wu glared at Guan Quan, wishing he could tear that smiling mask right off his face.
Caught in the middle of it all, he understood all too well just how hypocritical and sinister Guan Quan's righteous indignation was.
He had deliberately distanced himself from Xu Yi only because the situation demanded it.
Ever since he heard that Elder Xi had gone up against Xu Yi, Zhong Mou had been in constant dread.
He had always considered himself a man of loyalty, and he had once risked everything for Xu Yi. Back then, no matter how difficult things had been, there was still hope of fighting their way through.
But Xu Yi had gone up against a powerful elder with real authority in Jizhou Territory.
Who was Elder Xi? Just thinking about him filled Zhong Wu with despair. In his eyes, this was no different from suicide.
He felt he had repaid Xu Yi's kindness more or less in full. If Xu Yi insisted on courting death, he truly didn't want to go along for the ride.
Besides, he had no idea how many generations' worth of ancestral merit he had spent to secure the Official Status he now enjoyed. He cherished it beyond measure, valued it more than his own life, and would never let Elder Xi take it away in a