"No, I was merely seeking fairness and justice, as well as the dignity due to a noble!" Ye Luo knew exactly what Andrew meant by the title of count. Angelina had come here precisely to gain the Empire's recognition. Not only Angelina, but Ye Luo and Kennedy had also been granted the Empire's title of count.
"Very good!" Fatel snorted coldly. "Men, take Ye Luo and Edwin back with you! Ye Luo, newly elevated noble, Lord Count—I will give you a fair judgment!"
Ye Luo cooperatively lowered Ye Meng and the others' guard, stepped before Fatel, and said with a smile, "I believe you will. After all, without a shred of evidence, a captain of the city guard was able to lead troops out on his own initiative. I think that, aside from the accuser's deliberate false accusation, the guards' impartiality and independence have likely been compromised to some extent. The annual Grand Skywalk Auction is approaching, and powerhouses and nobles of every race will gather in Kabul. Once the Lord of Kabul learns that corruption has emerged within the city guard—or if the visiting nobles learn of it—it will be a challenge to and a blow against the authority of Kabul's laws!"
Fatel's eyes nearly spat fire. He walked up to Ye Luo, his face no more than three centimeters away. Ye Luo could clearly smell the faint scent of alcohol on him. "Young man, are you provoking me, or threatening me?"
The corners of Ye Luo's lips rose. Energy surged within his body, and an invisible force made Fatel involuntarily take a step back! Yet that single step caused everyone around them to change expression.
Ye Luo said softly, "Whether in terms of rank or strength, I don't think you are worth provoking or threatening. Helping perfect the