At these words, the police were so furious they nearly spat blood. If dining and dashing didn't get someone arrested, then what crime would?! Once this precedent was set, no one would ever pay for a meal at a restaurant again.
And this guy still had the nerve to lecture them about law and justice. He himself was clearly the greatest source of lawlessness and indiscipline. They had never seen anyone so shameless.
What an overbearing, arrogant bastard! He was even more hateful than black-market thugs like them. Even spoiled rich heirs and wastrel young masters couldn't compare to this fellow. He was utterly unreasonable.
The people watching from the shadows were also left dumbfounded.
"Sorry, Lord Yang."
Though countless curses filled the officers' hearts, they did not dare confront him to his face. Anyone who had dared to offend this Universe Sect true disciple a few days ago had been slaughtered, leaving not a single piece of armor behind.
The blood of the Fite Family and the Cook Gang bore witness to this man's brutality. If they dared utter even half a word in defiance, they probably would not live to see tomorrow's sun.
"Sorry? Was that apology meant for me? You can't even figure out who you should be apologizing to, and I'm supposed to expect you to catch criminals and maintain public order? What exactly are you wasting taxpayers' money on? Do you have even the slightest ability to distinguish right from wrong?!" Xia Ping shouted.
Damn it, this bastard was pushing his luck!
The officers were so furious they could barely breathe, utterly stifled. This was plainly a public slap across their faces, yet they could only endure it now, not daring to say a word.
"Sorry, Miss Tan."
The officers lowered their heads and apologized