"What do you mean, arrest him?"
"They were clearly inviting him."
A well-informed young man from a wealthy family, dressed in brocade, said disdainfully, "Those useless fools in the Judicial Department aren't even a match for ordinary followers of the Unorthodox Path. How would they dare talk about arresting Dragon Tiger?"
"Put that way... that's true..."
"As far as I know, Dragon Tiger's strength rivals a Grandmaster's. Those judicial officers certainly couldn't take him down."
A man in a short tunic retorted, "Why couldn't they?"
"Even if the Shuzhou Judicial Department couldn't handle him, the Ministry of Justice experts in Capital Prefecture certainly could. Failing that, there are still martial experts who do the Yamen's bidding."
A young man beside him, his clothes covered in patches, immediately agreed. "Exactly."
"Besides, if the Judicial Department really sent someone, would Dragon Tiger dare resist?"
"If he actually fought back, the Yamen would certainly put out a warrant for him. Even this..."
He glanced around, only then realizing that he was inside Hundred Herbs Hall. He couldn't help looking sheepishly at the physicians, apprentices, and others turning toward him and giving an awkward
smile. "The tea drinks here at Hundred Herbs Hall really are excellent."
The wealthy young man glanced at him before letting his gaze fall on the saber-bearing guards. "Dragon Tiger probably wouldn't dare make an enemy of the Yamen," he said casually.
"Otherwise, this Hundred Herbs Hall would be reduced to ashes in an instant."
"Oh? Is that so?"
Stroking the false beard attached to his disguised face, Liu Lang strolled up to him and asked with a smile that never reached his eyes, "Would you believe I could slaughter you right here and still escape alive?"
"You..."
The wealthy young man's expression shifted. Pointing at him, he said, "If