"Manager Yang, even though you were recently transferred to the City Lord's Manor, you can't shield this man so blatantly." The white-haired old woman said to Hongru.
"How is this shielding him? It can only be called upholding justice. Since the Hualin Arena is located within Yuanling City, it must follow Yuanling City's rules. Since Manager Yang is a member of the City Lord's Manor, he naturally has the duty to supervise unlawful acts in the city." Zhu Yinglong chuckled. "Could it be that you're questioning the City Lord's authority?"
"Brother Zhu, you jest. How would we dare offend the City Lord's majesty? Since Manager Yang believes this is the proper course, we'll do as Manager Yang says." Ye Kaishan and the white-haired old woman from Blackstone Hall had previously shared Hua Yue's thoughts. After all, if Lu Xiaotian were subdued, the arena's losses would be reduced to a minimum. But compared with the Hua Family, the losses suffered by their two families and the Wu Family were ultimately much smaller. It would be a tremendous loss to offend the City Lord's Manor over such a small amount.
Moreover, judging from the situation, the Zhu and Guo Families were clearly also standing with the City Lord's Manor and using its prestige to throw their weight around. Under these circumstances, there was no chance of making a move.
The veins on Hua Yue's forehead bulged. The retreat of the Yangming Sect and Blackstone Hall had left him utterly alone. But even if he had not been alone, with Yang Feng and Zhu Yinglong stepping in to interfere, this matter could never have gone according to his wishes.
"Pill King Lu, it looks like you're badly injured as well. How about going back to rest?" Yang Feng looked at Lu Xiaotian.
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