Mato listened to Xinlai's words, his anger faintly overpowering the surrounding clamor and gradually silencing the noise around them.
"What kind of spectacle is this, surrounding the Ministry of Magic? Why is everything all right?"
Mato Xinlai cast a cold glance around before asking, "Where is the fanatic you mentioned? Did he run away?"
"This..."
The group stammered, unable to say anything.
Mato Xinlai snorted, then led the group onward. Everyone else fled, clearing a path for them.
The path led straight to the tea house's main entrance, from which they could roughly see what was happening inside. On the way to the entrance, a corpse split in two caught the attention of every guard.
Mato Xinlai's expression darkened as he strode forward, his brows knitting tighter and tighter.
"Who is this?"
Not only had the corpse been split in half, but its face was covered in blood, making it impossible to identify.
"It's a Qingquan from Bright Thorn!" someone in the crowd shouted.
Mato Xinlai nodded, his brows already twisted into a knot. He recalled that the squad leader's younger brother seemed to be named Qingquan Liangci.
"Handle the body. Have the Medical Ninja patch it up, then deliver it to the captain."
"And get rid of everyone else who has nothing to do with this. This is none of your business."
Ignoring the others, Mato Xinlai simply pushed open the tea house door and walked inside.
The other guards looked on. Two stayed behind to deal with the corpse, four dispersed the crowd, and the rest quickly followed Mato Xinlai inside.
Hetian Beiyuan wanted to follow them in as well, but the guard at the rear shoved him straight to the ground and shouted angrily:
"Get lost!"
Hetian Beiyuan was furious inside, but he did not dare do