A Little Familiar

"What are you doing..." Lin Zixuan failed to stop him and watched Bao Tian run out.

He immediately ducked behind a nearby tree.

At a time like this, he definitely could not run.

Because that constable had already arrived.

The Six Doors constable at the front carried a lantern as she rapidly approached, the cloak behind her spreading in the wind.

She looked like some enormous strange bird, crossing dozens of meters in a flash and arriving before Bao Tian.

Hidden in the dark, Lin Zixuan instantly understood how Gotham's petty criminals felt when Batman appeared and descended from the sky without warning—fucking terrified!

Bao Tian was terrified too. Especially when he saw the gloomy expression on the constable's face, he somewhat regretted being so rash.

But it was too late for regrets now.

He instinctively took a step back and shouted, "Wait, wait! I demand proper treatment as a prisoner!"

Chasing Wind, disciple of Life Chaser—one of the Four Great Constables of Six Doors—and the passing constable in question, sneered and slapped Bao Tian straight to the ground.

She held back, leaving Bao Tian in agonizing pain without knocking him unconscious.

As expected of an imperial hound—one look at that move and she had the style of a villain.

Bao Tian writhed in pain.

Chasing Wind looked toward where Lin Zixuan was hiding. His hurried breathing had long since given him away.

"Get out here!" Chasing Wind sneered before barking the order.

Lin Zixuan walked out with a stiff scalp. This was why he had not run just now.

If Bao Tian had not shouted, they might have had a chance to slip away quietly.

But Bao Tian had shouted. In such a dark environment, if they ran into the wilderness, they would probably fall flat on their faces