The sun blazed overhead. It was already noon.
East City, Blackwater City. The Cheng Family estate.
To celebrate the Dragon Bone Plum's maturity, this wealthy family had decided to host a three-day banquet.
But the guests they had invited were all Azure Dragons, White Tigers, Fierce Wolves, and the like.
Nearly half of the Blackwater Gang's core members were gathered here.
Even quite a few merchants from West City had been invited to keep them company.
Yet not a single government officer was in sight.
Once a peaceful, quiet part of town, East City had now become the most dangerous place in the entire city.
Their actions were undoubtedly a direct provocation to the Yamen, as though they were responding to the recent incident of corpses being hung up.
The Cheng Family weren't the least bit intimidated. As they came and went, their faces were alight with a certain sense of satisfaction.
Outside the estate, two constables leaned against a wall far down the street, their expressions complicated.
"Are they still brooding over the grudge for their daughter's death?"
"Bullshit. It had nothing to do with that."
One constable rolled his eyes. Under his colleague's puzzled gaze, he lowered his voice and said, "My second uncle was also a constable back then. The Chang Family didn't fly into such a rage just because their son drowned in the Black River."
"After the child went missing, the Chang Family's first reaction wasn't to seek revenge. They sent people to look for him."
"What really enraged our county magistrate was that before the people they'd sent could bring back any news, the Cheng Family had already made their move—killing an innocent to take the blame!"
The constable gave a cold laugh. "Can you believe it? That little girl was barely more than