After Huang Bingcheng was driven out of the Xunfeng Sword Sect, Wu Qingyun gave a disdainful laugh.
Did Su Xin think that becoming the Jiangnan Circuit Chief Constable meant he could throw his weight around in Jiangnan Circuit? What a joke!
Wu Qingyun hadn't gone this far without reason. After all, in this world, there was no love without cause, nor hatred without cause.
When Su Xin had first arrived in Jiangnan Circuit, he'd clashed with Pei Yanjun and the others. Perhaps Su Xin hadn't noticed, but Wu Qingyun had been one of the people who'd hung around with Pei Yanjun and his companions back then.
Wu Qingyun had long been displeased with Su Xin. A martial artist from a backwater like the Southern Barbarians had somehow made it into the top twenty of the Human Ranking, and he was brazen on top of that.
But Wu Qingyun had had no dealings with Su Xin before. Neither his own strength nor the influence of the Xunfeng Sword Sect was enough to let him go looking for trouble with Su Xin.
Now, though, Su Xin had practically delivered himself to be humiliated. Wu Qingyun couldn't be blamed for taking the opportunity.
However, after Huang Bingcheng was driven out, Wu Qingyun's father, the Xunfeng Sword Sect's sect master Wu Yuanting, suddenly came looking for him. He asked outright, "You had the constable Su Xin sent over beaten and thrown out?"
Wu Qingyun nodded, unconcerned. "That Su Xin is simply asking for it. Who does he think he is, trying to impose rules on all the martial arts forces in Jiangnan Circuit?
"Even the Xiao Family, with all its strength, wouldn't dare say such a thing. When Jin Wulin was in charge, the Six Fan Sect behaved itself. But now that Su Xin's