Just then, urgent knocking rang out in the alley outside.
Knock, knock, knock!
"Public Security Office household registration inspection!"
An invisible mental ripple swept past. Su Xinghe gave a slight nod.
"Coming!"
Lu Sandao answered.
The courtyard gate opened, revealing a group of burly men in gray robes with the words "Martial Dao" embroidered across their chests. At their head stood a black-robed man who looked like a constable. His sharp gaze swept over them before he strode aggressively into the front yard.
"Call everyone in the house out!"
Suppressing his anger, Lu Sandao explained, "Sir, there are only three of us in the house."
The black-robed constable ignored him and turned to order the squad behind him.
"Search the place!"
Lu Sandao frowned and stepped forward, blocking their path.
He was no mild-tempered man. He was now a major figure in Lin County's underworld. If he had not just arrived, he would never have swallowed this sort of insult.
Seeing them grow increasingly excessive, he no longer restrained the aura of his Grade-Eight Realm cultivation.
Boom!
The aura of a Dark Force martial artist erupted without warning.
The leading constable jolted in fright, his face turning deathly pale.
The other street patrol officers fared even worse, stumbling backward in a hasty retreat.
"You're martial artists!"
Lu Sandao nodded.
He said nothing, merely fixing his eyes on the other man. It seemed that if a single word went wrong, he would spring up and kill.
In only two breaths, sweat began to bead on the black-robed man's forehead. He forced out a bitter smile, cupped his hands, and said quietly, "I offended you just now. Please show your martial artist identification tokens."
"Take it!"
Lu Sandao tossed over his Martial Dao Bureau registration plaque.
When it came time for Zhou